Joseph Ang

I was whining to myself about how short the Chinese New Year holiday is last night. Mainly it’s because I have to book in back to camp tonight and I wasn’t really contended with the short break that was given to me.

Then something struck me with some food for thought.

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I’ve a few unfinished posts here at the back which I want to put up but decided against it at the last minute because I got bored of finishing it.

Reason why my blog is so dead nowadays because there aren’t pretty much things to write about when you’re stuck in the military camp for the whole week.

Since I already have a “People I Admire” post, I guess it’s time to do the “People I Hate” post.

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A leopard never changes it’s spots. That’s so true – but let’s use it only on leopards. We often use this phrase on people who make mistakes over and over again in their life. But does that mean they will never change?

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Watched The Ugly Truth today and I really loved how they present the ugly truth to people. The ugly truth about a relationship between a boy and a girl. Basically, it’s about how women love from the head while men love from the pants.

Let me share some pointers from the movie, while I try to add some of my own too.

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The reason why I seldom update these days is because I don’t feel like writing anything. I’ve been dreaming in my own world when I’m alone.

Taken during on the flight to Hong Kong last September

I dream about flying high up all around the world. I dream about helping people that are more unfortunate than me. I dream about being a successful entrepreneur.

I dream big – because if you don’t, what’s the point of dreaming?

Everybody wants to know what happened. Everybody is asking me what happened. What’s the point of me telling you what happened? Can you help make things better? No.

So please, stop asking me what happened. I won’t say a thing.

Some time back, McFly (my favourite band) visited Uganda to see what sort of projects the charity was helping. If you have that little time to spare, spend the next 20 minutes looking at the videos to see how blessed we are.

Part One

Part Two

And somehow, this reminds me of a song.

Why complain about the way that you look
Why complain about the scolding that you took
Why complain when so many cannot run
Why complain when you’re having so much fun

Just be thankful for the good things that you’ve got
Oh be thankful for the good things that you’ve got
The good things that you’ve got are for many just a dream
So be thankful for the good things that you’ve got

Why complain about your clothes and your shoes
Why complain about your teacher and her rules
Why complain when so many have no home
Why complain when you have one of your own

Three months back, I talked about how I have to choose between learning to drive a car or ride a motorbike. I wanted to take up motorbike lessons but my father wants me to to pick up driving instead.

This is the second part of the story.

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The alarm rang and I turned it off. Minutes later, the next alarm rang and I turned it off again but this time, I turned off the rest of the alarms and went back to sleep.

This is what usually happens in the morning when my alarm clock would faithfully wake me up to attend school. And that is why most of the time I would either go to school really late or will not show up at all.

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My First Time At Petronas Twin Towers

This photo was taken last year during my visit to Kuala Lumpur – the feeling of standing under one of the world’s most tallest building was simply amazing.

Ever since one year ago, I would religiously get my butt out of Singapore to visit some other countries during my school holidays. I still remember the day where I was reading up about Kuala Lumpur and had this sudden thought of travelling.

Kelvin Chua and a few others agreed to go with me but in the end he’s the only one that stayed on. That’s why I consider him as one of my most reliable friends in my clique. The rest are just a bunchload of people who talk crap – but they’re still my friends.

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I seldom admire people because I think I can do what they can do too. However, there are a few exceptions that managed to make it into my list because I tried to do what they can do – but failed.

1. Musically talented people
2. People who aren’t afraid of cockroaches
3. Graphic Designers
4. People who cook really well
5. Lee Kuan Yew and his People’s Action Party

Maybe one day, I’ll just pretend I’m someone else and admire myself too.

Recently, whenever I get off from work, I would walk past this watch shop and look at the Adidas Candy watches. Normally, I don’t even bother about watches but I guess as you grow up, your taste starts to change.

Adidas White Candy Watch // Picture by laptopengi

And it seems like what the girls always do on drama shows. They would always walk past a certain shop and eye on whatever stuffs it is at the shop window. Coincidentally, that item is too expensive for them to buy.

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In this world, there’re a few kinds of people whom I try not to offend. I’m not going to come up with a whole list of them over here because I’m just going to focus on one today – which is also the most important one.

At all costs, I’m always friendly with people who handles my food.

Reason is very simple, because there is a high chance that these people will offend your food. The severity of it varies though. They could give you lesser than what you should get or they could also give you more than what you should get.

For example, if you offend that guy at the chicken rice stall – he could just chop the chicken and give you all the bones.

This also reminded me of an incident back during my secondary school days. There’s this guy which we don’t really like and there was a day where we took his bottle of green tea and urinated in it – I’m not sure if he drank it though.

Even though we aren’t really the food handlers but I’m just giving an example of what could be done to your food if you offend them.

So next time, give a big smile instead of demanding good customer service from them.

Little Talk: This post was written using Windows Live Writer and I love it. Even though what you see is still the same, it’s really cool here at the back-end.

One of the bad things about having a blog is anybody can come and read what I’ve been up to without even leaving a single clue that they’ve been here.

In other words, it means anybody that has an internet connection can come and spy on me without even me knowing it.

I know who’re some of the people that comes here regularly but at the same time, I don’t know the rest of the people who reads my blog. Therefore, I can’t really write about sensitive issues over here because I don’t want to offend anybody.

But then again, I’m not a person who complains about everything I’m not happy with on my blog. Some of the blogs that I’ve come across consists of only complaints and rants throughout the week.

It’s fine for you to complain about every other thing on your blog – I’ve no problem with it at all. But it makes people stay away from your blog if you keep complaining in all of your posts. Do it once in awhile, don’t do it all the time.

Another solution to stop people spying on me is to put a password on my blog. But that defeats the purpose of having your blog online. Like I always say, if you want to restrict people from viewing your blog online, might as well write it on a book and lock it in your drawer.

I like to share what I write. I like to see people enjoying my writing. That is why I’m blogging. You can be the silent reader all you want but I would prefer you to leave a comment just to say hello. At least let me know who you are!

Saying hello is an act of being friendly – don’t come and go silently!

It’s been almost nine months at my current part-time job. Time seems to be passing really fast lately as I grow older and it feels like I’ve only started working last month.

Working in the real world has taught me a lot of things. The reason why I used the word “real world” is because I want to amplify the fact that being a student in school and working outside is a totally different experience.

Some of my colleagues work a few times a week so that they can earn a little extra pocket money for themselves to buy the things they want. There are also some people who’re working so that they can have – not extra – pocket money.

I’m working because I don’t want to stretch out my hand and ask for money from my father. I don’t like that feeling somehow. I know his current capabilities, he doesn’t have enough. There was once when I got really pissed off with him over money matters.

Some people see me as a rich guy because I’m working. It’s true that I have a little more compared to those who’re getting their pocket money only from their parents. That’s why I have this “Heart Fund” set aside!

However, these people don’t see the time and energy used behind it. I’m working practically almost everyday and have no time for anything else – especially family.

Who’s the richer one? The one who has a little bit more money in the bank, or the one who gets to be at home and go out with their friends anytime they want?

There were many times when I wanted to visit my grandparents but didn’t because I either don’t have enough time or was already feeling too tired from work. Up till today, I only made it once and that’s it.

Ever since that day, my grandmother always call me up and asked me if I’m going over for dinner. She wants to see me and I would very much love to see her too.

But because I have to earn my own pocket money, I always have to say no to her.

I would say the people who gets to be at home and choose to go out anytime they want are the richer ones. Money doesn’t really make you happy.