Friday, November 29, 2013
Saturday, November 02, 2013
30 years old manhood.
30 years ago on this day at the very minutes, my mother was lying on the KK Hospital and going to delivery me at 1657hrs. The joyous moments for parents to deliver their child, the pain going through the hardship at the operating theater is no guys can imagine and want to go through.
I do not think I am a good child to say. A child who always throw tantrum while waiting to be shave, crying outside a toy shop when my mother promised to buy toy for me after a bald hair cut. That was the furthest memories I can thought of and I was just a 7-8 years old boy. My primary school text books were always second hand to my brother and I always tend to dismay over that. My parents lecture me with cane whenever I am naughty and I was so afraid then. Growing up and looking back, I got to be grateful towards my parents upbringing.
But have I being filial to them? Human tend to disregards the little but important things in life which are small but essential to us. Wait till things has gone by or someone has passed on, to sit at one corner and ponder. We jolly well know it is too late to repent but yet we go against the flow of doing the right things. If someone asked me whether I am a good or bad guy, I do not have the answer for you. Everyone will have the good and evil side of them. Situation arise in a day to day basis and the good and bad will tend to fight over a decision.
I succumbed to cigarettes buying earlier on and thought I would had puff my last stick (now!). The bad taken over control but the good inner me kept motivating myself. Sometimes it confused me when I am not sure which direction I want to head to. 0624hrs, I inhaled my last stick of the box.
The bad and the good continue the battle after my sleep. Till then, a happy 30th birthday to myself.
I do not think I am a good child to say. A child who always throw tantrum while waiting to be shave, crying outside a toy shop when my mother promised to buy toy for me after a bald hair cut. That was the furthest memories I can thought of and I was just a 7-8 years old boy. My primary school text books were always second hand to my brother and I always tend to dismay over that. My parents lecture me with cane whenever I am naughty and I was so afraid then. Growing up and looking back, I got to be grateful towards my parents upbringing.
But have I being filial to them? Human tend to disregards the little but important things in life which are small but essential to us. Wait till things has gone by or someone has passed on, to sit at one corner and ponder. We jolly well know it is too late to repent but yet we go against the flow of doing the right things. If someone asked me whether I am a good or bad guy, I do not have the answer for you. Everyone will have the good and evil side of them. Situation arise in a day to day basis and the good and bad will tend to fight over a decision.
I succumbed to cigarettes buying earlier on and thought I would had puff my last stick (now!). The bad taken over control but the good inner me kept motivating myself. Sometimes it confused me when I am not sure which direction I want to head to. 0624hrs, I inhaled my last stick of the box.
The bad and the good continue the battle after my sleep. Till then, a happy 30th birthday to myself.
Friday, November 01, 2013
30. No more in my 20's (my last few moments of tasting the 20's)
Tomorrow will be another battle day. You wouldn't imagine that I'm quitting again. Seem like this topic was replicated on my numerous posts. Some people started to laugh at me already. Most importantly is to maintain the spirit and keep going. Smoking quite a lot lately and almost a pack a day, I don't know why.
Why it was picked on the 2nd of Nov? It's my 30th Birthday! I doubt anyone can remember as I'll be drifting the day away. But still preferred many wishes which beats the present.
I'm officially in my 30's, a scary figure to say.
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