I only have 30 minutes to type this blog because that's what the battery meter indicates.
While I was driving earlier home from dinner with family, a word just popped into my head. Look, it's not like I robbed someone or did something bad but a scene from one of those Hong Kong drama series played back in my head's mini theatre.
Well, it was about cheats who go around doing what they are best at - cheat.
So what is cheating and how does it relate to conscience?
The word conscience as per dictionary.com defines it as :
the inner sense of what is right or wrong in one's conduct or motives, impelling one toward right action: to follow the dictates of conscience.
People like you and me likely probably grew up in very normal families who believed very much in ethics, principles and can very well tell between what is right or wrong.
But what if you grew up in harsh conditions whereby the family or your siblings needed to cheat in order to survive. Would you then know what is right and what is wrong because from the day you were born, everyone around you had to cheat to survive. You probably thought that was how the world revolved. So under such circumstances, can the word conscience ever fit into your life when you were never taught what's right from wrong?
How then can someone like that ever find conscience?
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Parenting Congress.
Another 23 minutes before the computer would shut itself thus I thought I shared about parenting.
Just recently, I often heard a commercial over the radio about a Parenting Congress that was to be held at the Singapore Expo.
I wondered if Sandy and I would ever sign up for such a seminar.
I don't think my parents ever signed up for such talks on 'how to raise your kids the right way' or ' raise him up the way you want it to be'.
It is weird but among friends or even family, we can see how differently parents raise their kids. Some parents can be overly paranoid over some issues while others might not feel the need for such attention.
Everyone has a different way of communicating and showering love for their children.
I guess when Sandy and I have kids at a later stage, we might just raise our kids in two different ways. It is very scary to even think of it right now because it is pretty obvious that both of us were raised a little differently. Different in the way that we don't agree on certain values or principles.
In other words, if we both don't see eye to eye on the values and principles we want to instill in our children. Our children might just be so confused as to which is the right direction for them, right?
Thus I think it could be rather important that we sign up for such seminars next time so that we can be in line with what we want to teach our children.
We want them to live life the right way and to grow up as contributors to society. : )
Just recently, I often heard a commercial over the radio about a Parenting Congress that was to be held at the Singapore Expo.
I wondered if Sandy and I would ever sign up for such a seminar.
I don't think my parents ever signed up for such talks on 'how to raise your kids the right way' or ' raise him up the way you want it to be'.
It is weird but among friends or even family, we can see how differently parents raise their kids. Some parents can be overly paranoid over some issues while others might not feel the need for such attention.
Everyone has a different way of communicating and showering love for their children.
I guess when Sandy and I have kids at a later stage, we might just raise our kids in two different ways. It is very scary to even think of it right now because it is pretty obvious that both of us were raised a little differently. Different in the way that we don't agree on certain values or principles.
In other words, if we both don't see eye to eye on the values and principles we want to instill in our children. Our children might just be so confused as to which is the right direction for them, right?
Thus I think it could be rather important that we sign up for such seminars next time so that we can be in line with what we want to teach our children.
We want them to live life the right way and to grow up as contributors to society. : )
Friday, July 17, 2009
Halo ...to an angel.
Well, I am having white hair covered. Lots of them which I have been wanting to rid off.
I can't prevent the greying hair from popping up thus this drastic measure to look younger again. Right. The face and wrinkles still tell the same story and not my exact age but older.
Maybe I should consider botox or perhaps a head change too. Maybe I should take the face of Sandy's favourite idol - Hacken Lee.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
A tipsy posting...
As from the title, you perhaps can tell that I am writing under the influence of alcohol and frankly, this is the first time this is happening. Writing when I am intoxicated. Not drunk but only tipsy.
Firstly, I drove back home safely without compromising road safety so that sure is something consoling. Come on, don't look at me like that. It's not like I committed the biggest crime in the world. I only drove with a certain content of alcohol in my system.
For once, let me just blog without having to care about the feeling of others and just let me be me - Mark Chong. If you read this and have very strong feelings about what I am going to say, just take it like I never once said a word about it.
Well, I just want to moan and groan about the world. About life as a whole. About my life.
I realised from this experience of being intoxicated and driving home from Selegie to Simei and droppin off two passengers can be quite a feat and surely quite a selfish act but I did it anyway without getting into much trouble. Frankly, I hardly do this - drink and drive.
In many other countries, this is just so common. Drink driving.
Yes, I know the complications and implications about having to drink when highly intoxicated with alcohol in the blood stream but sometimes, it is just so tempting to try that experience. This is my second time. Only second time so don't worry too much. I don't know when the third time would come but it really depends very much on the mood I am getting into.
Never mind the mood and never mind the alcohol level that is in the blood as I type make this entry.
I realised something very important and I believe many of you might have experienced this too. Did you realise the most important people in your life are those who are actually related to you by blood? The chaps who get darn worked up and worried when reading such a negative blog like mine is perhaps my parents. Not friends.
Parents worry day and night about us. They worry about when we sleep , when we wake up and when we have our meals. They worry about whether or not we can cope with society, cope with our studies and also worry about whether we have enough to spend. That is the genuine love we should relate to.
Surely not what friends say about loving you and all those mushy words. No other love can ever succeed the love of a mother or a father. That is one true love. Of course, the other love you can ever depend on is truly the love your spouse showers you with. She is the other person who will selflessly sacrifice for you and make all the difficult paths or journey with you. Rich or poor, she will walk with you just like what both of you vowed previously. Great love isn't it?
Well, I am not comparing the love between parents and that of our spouses. I just want to relate that no one else can spare or make huge sacrifices for us. It is only this two group of people in our lives that think a lot about us and hope for the better of our lives.
When time are bad, who really sticks with you? I guess the answer is pretty obvious. Parents and of course your spouse because only their world revolves around you but for others, their world will not stop a minute for you as they do have their own world to live in and that's what life is all about. Sadly .. unfortunately.
The world is only selfish .... thus I have decided to take upon what comes upon me and I will walk my way with my spouse and with the support of family. No one else really matters and this is the most frank I can be.
** do note that I am writing this with a intoxicated brain thus if you do get offended, I apologise but this is what I really think the world is about and this is indeed how it revolves. The world revolves not about me but it's about you and your world will not stop because of me. Sad this is so true ......
Firstly, I drove back home safely without compromising road safety so that sure is something consoling. Come on, don't look at me like that. It's not like I committed the biggest crime in the world. I only drove with a certain content of alcohol in my system.
For once, let me just blog without having to care about the feeling of others and just let me be me - Mark Chong. If you read this and have very strong feelings about what I am going to say, just take it like I never once said a word about it.
Well, I just want to moan and groan about the world. About life as a whole. About my life.
I realised from this experience of being intoxicated and driving home from Selegie to Simei and droppin off two passengers can be quite a feat and surely quite a selfish act but I did it anyway without getting into much trouble. Frankly, I hardly do this - drink and drive.
In many other countries, this is just so common. Drink driving.
Yes, I know the complications and implications about having to drink when highly intoxicated with alcohol in the blood stream but sometimes, it is just so tempting to try that experience. This is my second time. Only second time so don't worry too much. I don't know when the third time would come but it really depends very much on the mood I am getting into.
Never mind the mood and never mind the alcohol level that is in the blood as I type make this entry.
I realised something very important and I believe many of you might have experienced this too. Did you realise the most important people in your life are those who are actually related to you by blood? The chaps who get darn worked up and worried when reading such a negative blog like mine is perhaps my parents. Not friends.
Parents worry day and night about us. They worry about when we sleep , when we wake up and when we have our meals. They worry about whether or not we can cope with society, cope with our studies and also worry about whether we have enough to spend. That is the genuine love we should relate to.
Surely not what friends say about loving you and all those mushy words. No other love can ever succeed the love of a mother or a father. That is one true love. Of course, the other love you can ever depend on is truly the love your spouse showers you with. She is the other person who will selflessly sacrifice for you and make all the difficult paths or journey with you. Rich or poor, she will walk with you just like what both of you vowed previously. Great love isn't it?
Well, I am not comparing the love between parents and that of our spouses. I just want to relate that no one else can spare or make huge sacrifices for us. It is only this two group of people in our lives that think a lot about us and hope for the better of our lives.
When time are bad, who really sticks with you? I guess the answer is pretty obvious. Parents and of course your spouse because only their world revolves around you but for others, their world will not stop a minute for you as they do have their own world to live in and that's what life is all about. Sadly .. unfortunately.
The world is only selfish .... thus I have decided to take upon what comes upon me and I will walk my way with my spouse and with the support of family. No one else really matters and this is the most frank I can be.
** do note that I am writing this with a intoxicated brain thus if you do get offended, I apologise but this is what I really think the world is about and this is indeed how it revolves. The world revolves not about me but it's about you and your world will not stop because of me. Sad this is so true ......
Thursday, July 09, 2009
A dead battery ...
I never knew how crippled I could end up without a working mobile phone.
Yesterday during office hours, my battery died on me and leaving me with no way of communicating with colleagues, friends and most importantly my lovely spouse.
With today's advanced technology, mobile phones are just too common and a public phone is downright rare. I roamed the streets to find a public phone booth but couldn't find one that allowed me to insert coins. I only found those which allowed calling cards. My was I agitated.
It is my mistake for not charging the battery and it is only through this experience that I realised how important tele-conversations can be. The need to communicate with someone out there seems just impossible. What's worst is that phone numbers are no longer stored in my brains but all in the phone.
See how much we rely on memory chips and technology. Without it, we just feel helpless and very much lost.
Yesterday during office hours, my battery died on me and leaving me with no way of communicating with colleagues, friends and most importantly my lovely spouse.
With today's advanced technology, mobile phones are just too common and a public phone is downright rare. I roamed the streets to find a public phone booth but couldn't find one that allowed me to insert coins. I only found those which allowed calling cards. My was I agitated.
It is my mistake for not charging the battery and it is only through this experience that I realised how important tele-conversations can be. The need to communicate with someone out there seems just impossible. What's worst is that phone numbers are no longer stored in my brains but all in the phone.
See how much we rely on memory chips and technology. Without it, we just feel helpless and very much lost.
Sunday, July 05, 2009
12 years ago from school ...
It's nice to catch up with old friends especially when these 'old friends' are able to help you recall your younger days.
I was honoured to be invited to Shariffah's place for lunch. Why honoured you must wonder. It's been ages since we met and we never really kept in touch after college.
Well, you have to understand my youth or my younger days have been robbed by my wife Sandy. Frankly and sadly true but I never really regretted. : ) She's the best thing that ever happened at college. I have to say much better than where my results brought me.
The other chap which I got to catch up again was Mubin. We were close friends in school but sadly after I got conscripted, we didn't really stay in contact. He is now married with a daughter. Lucky chap and am sure he is all happy now having settled with family.
Lunch was fabulous and Shariffah sure cooked the French cut lamb really well. Unfortunately, my appetite after badminton could only allow two pieces. If only I didn't exercise that morning.
The other person whom I met was Peiling. Let's not talk about her because I get to see her any other day. Oh, we have her date with her on 14th July to celebrate her turning a year older. How old? I better not blog about it if not trouble will come looking for me. : )
It was a well spent Saturday afternoon and I look forward to many more meet-ups with old friends in the near future.
I was honoured to be invited to Shariffah's place for lunch. Why honoured you must wonder. It's been ages since we met and we never really kept in touch after college.
Well, you have to understand my youth or my younger days have been robbed by my wife Sandy. Frankly and sadly true but I never really regretted. : ) She's the best thing that ever happened at college. I have to say much better than where my results brought me.
The other chap which I got to catch up again was Mubin. We were close friends in school but sadly after I got conscripted, we didn't really stay in contact. He is now married with a daughter. Lucky chap and am sure he is all happy now having settled with family.
Lunch was fabulous and Shariffah sure cooked the French cut lamb really well. Unfortunately, my appetite after badminton could only allow two pieces. If only I didn't exercise that morning.
The other person whom I met was Peiling. Let's not talk about her because I get to see her any other day. Oh, we have her date with her on 14th July to celebrate her turning a year older. How old? I better not blog about it if not trouble will come looking for me. : )
It was a well spent Saturday afternoon and I look forward to many more meet-ups with old friends in the near future.
A part of Michael in me ...
The Black or White megastar played a part in everyone's life and I was no exception.
When I was a little boy, I remembered trying to dance like him but of course, my motion never looked like I was doing a moonwalk but more of a duck walk.
Over the past week, I managed to put together some of my favourite songs of MJ's and I realised how much I miss the lonely fella.
I can't forget how I used to sing Heal The World with a change to the lyrics. It's awful but rather funny. Some will say bad taste. Here it goes:
"There's a smell in your butt and you know that its a fart.
You know it stinks and you'll dread that the shit is coming."
Alright, I won't make fun of his songs because I truly respect the man and his music. It touched us deep inside our hearts. The lyrics he sang were really meaningful.
I grew up listening to MJ's Heal The World, Earth Song, Childhood and many others.
I guess the world won't forget him like how they didn't forget The Beatles and Elvis.
MJ was in a league of his own and surely the King of Pop.
May his music live on forever even for our children's children because it indeed tells us much about the health of our planet earth and its people.
So Will You Be There for the man and his music because he for sure believes You Are Not Alone.
When I was a little boy, I remembered trying to dance like him but of course, my motion never looked like I was doing a moonwalk but more of a duck walk.
Over the past week, I managed to put together some of my favourite songs of MJ's and I realised how much I miss the lonely fella.
I can't forget how I used to sing Heal The World with a change to the lyrics. It's awful but rather funny. Some will say bad taste. Here it goes:
"There's a smell in your butt and you know that its a fart.
You know it stinks and you'll dread that the shit is coming."
Alright, I won't make fun of his songs because I truly respect the man and his music. It touched us deep inside our hearts. The lyrics he sang were really meaningful.
I grew up listening to MJ's Heal The World, Earth Song, Childhood and many others.
I guess the world won't forget him like how they didn't forget The Beatles and Elvis.
MJ was in a league of his own and surely the King of Pop.
May his music live on forever even for our children's children because it indeed tells us much about the health of our planet earth and its people.
So Will You Be There for the man and his music because he for sure believes You Are Not Alone.
Friday, July 03, 2009
Lost and not yet found ...
It is quite a handful of stress when you realised that you have lost something and can't seem to find it.I guess at some point of time in our lives, we do get to experience this pathetic feeling of losing something precious and close to our hearts.
Let's not get into too much details about what I have lost or hopefully, misplaced because I deem the term 'misplaced' a better friend than 'lost'. Can you imagine the grave difference when you say ' I lost a friend.' Some might just think your friend died and made his or her way to heaven. In my lifetime, I think I lost 2 friends. Of course, my grand fathers are also lingering somewhere in heaven too.
It can be very frustrating when the things you misplaced don't seem to want to appear right in front of you despite how desperate you try calling out to it. Ok. I aren't talking about my dogs here but a gift from someone which I treasure lots but perhaps due to me being careless, I am afraid I won't be able to find it back again.
Life is weird isn't it? When it is around, you just take it for granted but when you realised that it's lost, the heart seems burdened with weight.
If this was meant to be a lesson to teach me to keep my things properly, I can tell you the grave consequences it'll lead to and surely a darn expensive lesson.
Now, wish me luck and hopefully I will find that piece of gemstone soonest and I'll be celebrating with champagne with a lighter heart.
Let's not get into too much details about what I have lost or hopefully, misplaced because I deem the term 'misplaced' a better friend than 'lost'. Can you imagine the grave difference when you say ' I lost a friend.' Some might just think your friend died and made his or her way to heaven. In my lifetime, I think I lost 2 friends. Of course, my grand fathers are also lingering somewhere in heaven too.
It can be very frustrating when the things you misplaced don't seem to want to appear right in front of you despite how desperate you try calling out to it. Ok. I aren't talking about my dogs here but a gift from someone which I treasure lots but perhaps due to me being careless, I am afraid I won't be able to find it back again.
Life is weird isn't it? When it is around, you just take it for granted but when you realised that it's lost, the heart seems burdened with weight.
If this was meant to be a lesson to teach me to keep my things properly, I can tell you the grave consequences it'll lead to and surely a darn expensive lesson.
Now, wish me luck and hopefully I will find that piece of gemstone soonest and I'll be celebrating with champagne with a lighter heart.
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