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I'm Back!

Fri, 22 Jun 2007 16:14:13 GMT

Hey all...

Please visit me at www.winboy13.blogspot.com for updates. I don't use this much no more.

Ciao!

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We're Engaged!

Sun, 03 Sep 2006 13:50:26 GMT

I won't go into much detail here....so worn out! Just the picts for now.
Blessings...

Chello?!

Sun, 23 Jul 2006 09:30:32 GMT

New Updates here!!!

Thursday, November 03, 2005

Thu, 03 Nov 2005 13:51:58 GMT

...Crossroads...

Sorry, i could resist. You need to understand that, Britney and myself go way back - back to before she met that -bleep- of a husband. I have left the answer to one of Friendster's questions of 'who would i like to meet?' the way i have on purpose. Have you ever wondered what it would actually be like to know a 'celebrity'? Like, to get to know one. I do...

Anyway, crossroads. I have aptly titled this entry so, to announce i am moving cyber-space. You will now find me here. It is still under-construction, as most of us are. One of the main reasons? Well, before that...you should also know this about me: when considering a new mobile phone, one of the first things i ask about - whether it has the 'vibration' function. Forget bluetooth, forget a 1.3 mp camera insitu, i need to know when a call or sms arrives. Heh.
The same with the new blog...one of the things i find i would love to have...an archive function. Simple as that. I know xanga does it via click-on-a-specific-date-month, but...yea, crossroads. And oh...get ready your latin dictionaries.

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

Wed, 02 Nov 2005 13:11:17 GMT

And oh, for those who recall that i am an Ebay-er, look up HP IPAQ rx3400. Less than a day left, but still at a crummy bid level! Sigh... Help?!

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

Wed, 02 Nov 2005 12:42:56 GMT

Quarter Century Eggs Part 2

Umm, yeah. My quarter century eggs are, ohhh...just about 3 weeks stale. I could go about explaining myself...but, i make n excuses. And i'm now here doing part 2. I thought hard about this one. Kind of thought too, that now that the birthday feel is over, this entry would have lost its meaning. Ah well, it is not my intention to conjure up some sort of 'feeling' or tug at heart strings anyway.

For this entry, i would actually like to talk about my family. Yes yes yes...how will this one be different from the numerous others i've blogged already. But i've said this once, and i will say it again. If you want to get to know someone deeper, 2 things: visit their room, and get to know their family. Better yet, visit the room / the family unannounced. Know how it is that when visitors come over, the things we put to do later, somehow find their priority immediately? Say for example, you walk into a friend's room. Where is the mirror? How large is the mirror? Are there pictures up on the wall? Any art, or creative pieces? Is the bed made? What's on the bed? What books are currently dog-earred? So on, so forth...

You know...bit of a tangent here. I could blog about my family, but my heart is telling me otherwise. People do only reflect on a quarter of a century once in their life. So, save the family thoughts for next time.

This entry has been brooding for a long time. Here is it goes. Quarter Century Eggs Part 2 will simply be to honor people, family, loved-ones, friends, etc who have influenced my life...in big and small ways. It shall be in no particular order of preference or 'percentage' (remember in school how we'd say "hey, how many percent you like her-ah?").

I honor you.
Bruneian hearts: Alvin Wong, Gavin Singh, Yuhan, Sze Siong, Hui Ling, Alice Sim, Tze Chew, Yuzie, Rory, Galen Singh, Tommy Yong, Allan Chung, Jeffrey Yong, Ah Ti, Samuel Ho, Felix Chin, Josefa Pineda, Sharon Koh, Leonara (Yeo), Elizabeth Sanchez, Patrick Soon, The Kok's, Michael (St. John's), Balu & Chandra, Ivy Lim, Salmezan, The Hang Ten Gang (!!!), Chery & Meryl, Winwin, Larry, Fahkrul, Adi, Safwan, Rachael Tan, Royston, See Ho & See Yung, Rumaizah, Azean, Veron, Gia Inn, Jackie Johns, Niellon, Chrissie, Andy, Uncle Fred, The 3 Tays, the Lim sisters, Angie,the Embrans, the Bahasa youth of SM church, the family Chins, my 1st cousins, Ivan Sim, Dax Ulim, Kwang, Khimmy, Aaron, Yih Chih, Kels, Nga Heng, Yee Thien, Edwina, The Pang brothers, Amri, the 1994-7 Blue Team, Vic Susu, Corny Yee.

Interact Hearts: Cheryl Li, Sharon, Apple, John, Jacinta, Jebat.

Taylor's College Hearts: Jaz, Wei Fong, Nadia, Voon, Amri, Mas, Edwin, Josh, Danny, Alvin Wong, Fung Li, Imran, Jase Lee, Jeev, Lawrence, Ruth, Kingston, Kristal, Chia Li, Mei Chuen, Wai Ping, Jadey (no ear-hole) Wong, AYA comm 1999, GT leadership, Heman, Ng sisters, John-Oink, Mandy, Flower, Paul, Yosh, Pastor Kenn & Sandra, Ryan, Jeh Sie, Marcus Tan, Phui sisters, Kelvin, Jon Chew.

Australian Experience: Gee, Kev, Ming Yen, TJ, Hui Hui, Jenny, Linda Wong, David Tan, Chen Yee, Karlee, Emmanuel, Jenn Yong, Bon Bon, Aggy, Minh, Josh, Naked Chen, San, Li Ping, Khoo, Vietnamese Physios, Myra, Su & Poitah, Connie & Drian, Kay, Ray & Laine, Jeannete, Kenneth, Chrissie Chew, Kate, Siew Yee, Hepp Hepp, Lisa, Chaney Lee, Marie Norton, Russian Tan, Megan, Tarzan Ong, Nemo Seng, Chew Sisters, Tiffany Lim, Patrick, Miltoe, James, Calvin Botak, Andra, Grace, Edmuz, Andrew Moen, Aunty M, UniSA - Flinders-AU OCF, Handy, WPC players, Andy, Delvo, Leggie Reggie, Marcus Tan.

I recognise there are many other names i have not mentioned in this honor list. No hard feelings... You'll probably find i will come back to this list to keep adding to it as names and faces come to mind. It's funny..certain people, i can remember certain songs to go with their faces? Heh. Good songs are like that. You remember them easily.

Friday, October 14, 2005

Fri, 14 Oct 2005 15:57:24 GMT

Quarter Century Eggs Part 1

It is my last weekend as a 24 year old. Alot has been running through my mind and heart over this week. 25 years. Brunei has not even been independent that long! I shall endevor to post a 3 part series over this weekend.

I have actually thought about the saying "Life is not calculated by the number of breaths you take. It is measured by the number of times you lose your breath." or something to that effect. I skimmed through my vault of memories...i have gone year by year, as far back as i can remember, writing down things about that particular year. I have recalled names and faces and songs and poems and heartaches and glories and injuries and medals and etc etc etc.

25 years.

Thus far, in these few moments, i have (big breathe in): bungee-jumped, nearly drowned probably anywhere between 5-10 times (All when i was about 10? They made attempted-murders-of-young-boys legal by calling them "Swimming Lessons"), never smoked, written about 15 songs, become an uncle, told and heard gabillitrillifillion lame jokes (make that plus 1, after the one LK told tonight), been an under-15 all round champion once, accumilated about 10 medals + 10 trophies for various sports, jogged 12km once, never ridden a horse, nearly lost an eye (my brother one day decided to hurl a pointed broom stick...at my face when i was 9? We were playing...relax), thrown 1 beach party, made many many friends, lost many many friends, dropped a phone in the toilet bowl once, never been piss-drunk (yea, i am surprised too), never cross-dressed...in public, never worn a g-string (surely some of you have wondered about this), never done drugs, been in 3 major car accidents, sprained my ankles too many times, never learnt another instrument, never gone for singing classes, learnt how to make shepherd's pie, used the color red more than any other, climbed trees, been stitched once, maxed at about 5 foot 11 inches, seen Titanic 7 times, been to many places overseas, been rebuked for being sarcarstic, seen a few blue movies (what?), had my nails manicured about 3 times, treated hundreds of patients, used about $200,000 of my parents' hard earned cash (rough estimate according to stats), never won any cash-prizes, had only 3 nose bleeds, been a waiter once, never been in a real punch-out fight, been bullied once by about 15 others, owned these game consoles: atari-nintendo-supernintendo-gameboy-sega-playstation-playstation 2, broken many promises, tried to learn tennis once, never been a huge reader, led many worship sessions, broken 5 hearts, represented Brunei in basketball once, seen my dad cry 4 times (that i can remember), cried with my brother many more times, been to casinos, missed many buses, never been to a strip-club, told many lies, given my life to the Lord, owned 3 Hawaian shirts, never had any part of my anatomy pierced, been in 5 major balloon fights, never had sex.

Obviously i could go on and on and on, but this will be it for Part 1 of the trology. Yea, so i am a soon to be 25 year old virgin who has never smoked, done drugs, been drunk or broken any bones. I also happen to be a believer of a mighty God who has called me to a greater purpose. Wait till you read my blog after another 25.

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Wed, 12 Oct 2005 12:57:19 GMT

Spilt Milk?

I need to share this. At work on Monday, i was having a milk and cookie snack. So i had my mug of cold milk in one hand, cookie in the other. For your info, these were the "40% extra choc chips" kind, so...not wanting to smudge my fingers in choc chip (go figure), i pinched the cookie between my finger tips....

The next few moments went by in a flash: the cookie slipped, there was a sudden 'ker-plunk' sound, my eyes shut on reflex. When i opened my eyes, there was milk everywhere! On the laptop, my glasses, face, shirt, over the table.

I laughed.

Sunday, October 09, 2005

Sun, 09 Oct 2005 03:39:09 GMT

Kairos Part 2

I stopped at The Not-So-Tall-Five. I start again here.

Elevators & The 'Carnival' from the South.
Sunday morning, our day started at 9 a.m. Kah Wai led, Dean preached, Pete's car needed CPR, i discovered a friend has trouble with open-window elevators, and for a few moments before the carnival, our meeting place was transformed into an aerobic class (those who were there earlier will know what i mean). I believe, in many ways, the build up thus far at Kairos was for that afternoon. For the Generations - the Lord had been maturing this truth in Kev for a long time, and that afternoon, he shared - and many will look back and remember Kairos for the lessons and message Kev gave on For the Generations. (Kev, do you remember last year at my bithday, what i shared and told you about Mike & Scottie? That was a moment i will look back to for a long time.) Others will remember what he shared on Revival from the South. Heh - i will also remember when Pete threw a card, about 15 metres, into a pail across the room.

MMM (most memorable moment): Chok's group at my 'booth' during the carnival. They had a funny way of doing the required number of push-ups, but there was something about the way they worked together that was different from other groups (by the way guys, it is on video...so we will screen it one day).

MHP (most heart provoking): having to share with everyone about having / asking for a personal revelation of God's heart. I am from a pretty old-school Anglican church, and i started out with music young. As such, i am comfortable in any musically inclined worship team setting...probably like how Christine C. is comfy with dance, or Gee with kids. But sharing in front of a crowd from the word is still new to me. It reminded me of how any gift or blessing takes practice.

Flickers & Tears.
The finale. Kairos ended on a surprisingly 'steady' note. There were no flashy lights, or believers running out to the altar. This was how it was to end - not on a 'high'. That evening, i sat right at the back observing, taking it in, praying. It was a time, i at times zoned out, thinking about how Kairos began*. (see below) There was food, worship, sharing, communion, candles, pictures, and oh...tears.

MMM: the candle exchange. It started with one, then two, then before you knew it, the whole room turned into a chorus of flickers. I did not get to speak with everyone i wanted to, but just observing, there were tears, laughter, candles that went out, hugs, more tears, frowns, many smiles, bonds deepened. Lives and hearts were forever changed that evening.

MHP: giving the glory back to the Lord. I found my flesh crying out for acknowledgement that evening. It is so humane isn't it? But God brought to mind a passage about when Jesus rode a donkey into Jerusalem (Luke 19). During Kairos, i was that donkey (please, no Shrek jokes).

I was asked a couple of times how we started planning and preparing for Kairos. Know how sometimes, movies have a 'Making of...' show? If we were to have one for Kairos, you'd have to go back to when each one attending was born. Then you'd have to interview every person we knew, then you'd have to come visit our mother countries to see how and where we grew up. Yup - and you'd still not get your answer. It really was a result of all the Lord had brought us through to date.
Sort of like asking someone "So, tell me about yourself...really. Tell me about yourself."

Yeah, sure. Got about a year of free time?

Saturday, October 08, 2005

Sat, 08 Oct 2005 22:03:10 GMT

Lord of the Rings.

I am going through a little phase. Been listening much to most of the Lord of the Rings soundtrack. I heard once on radio a joke about certain songs being the "Soundtrack to our lives". I think that is great - Lord of the Rings is like the "soundtrack of my life" to date. Some days i feel like Aragorn, then Boromir, then Eothain, then Eowyn, then Grima, then Gimli. Oddly enough, i have never identified myself with Legolas - he never seemed to get down and dirty or hurt during battle.

I spoked breifly to Ramone about having a Lord of the Rings Movie Marathon. Any other takers?

As i approach my quarter century celebration day, lots of other things cross my mind. Lots. (in case you're still thinking about LOTR, i am currently listening to The Black Gate is Closed) One thing that has crossed my mind, friendships. One things for sure, i have been blessed with friendships throughout my life. The Lord has brought many people my way.

This is the thought that has been nestling in my heart - how often do we give friendships enough time? How often do we get opportunities to? How often do we 'choose' our friends? Like, only being around the ones we click with? Afew names come to mind, and gosh, i am glad they're in my life. More than that, i only have few friends who are still in my life often enough, who i can sit with and talk about things like "hey,do you remember the time when..." and "wah...can't believe we used to 'look' like that!".

I have fewer friends who have i have stood the test of time with. As in, know how you currently only have known certain friends for a short time? 'Older' friends know more, have seen more, have matured with you, have hurt you, have corrected you, have been a shoulder to cry on. It is this i am talking about when i say 'older'.

This is my other little friend, and apple of my eye.