27
Oct
08

Wake-up Call

Time really flies. Not just flapping by but actually ZOOMING by in supersonic speed! Know what I mean?

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Doesn’t matter if you’re a student or working full time or running your own business or a house-husband/wife. 24 hours in a day is just not enough! Be it insufficient for work or for completing some assignments or for watching the dang Korean drama series. Agree?

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Someone asked us the other day how long we’ve been together. Sweetheart’s reply shocked me. “3+ years”. Damn. Where did those years fly to?!?! A few more months and it’ll be 4 years. It got me thinking. About all the things we’ve been through in the past 3+ years. The laughter, the tears, the joy, the sorrow - the mad roller coaster ride.

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It kinda serves as a wake-up call for me. To always take time to sit back and review all that we have said and done. Not to pour regretful thoughts over the past, but more like to learn from the past mistakes and to arm ourselves with additional knowledge for our self-protection, be it emotionally, physically or mentally, as we move into the future.

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Do I have any regrets in the past 3+ years? NOPE. If someone up there decides to pull a fast one on us all and turned the clock back, I would still do the same things I did before. ‘Coz if not for them, how could I have known what I know today?

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I know alot of folks disagree with me. That if given half the chance, they would redo many things in their lives. I personally never see the need for that. If I redo those things, some precious knowledge and experience I have gained from those things will be lost to me. Nope. Would not want that. Knowledge is a precious commodity. So is experience. Even the not-so-pleasant ones. No amount of money or love in this world can ever replace that.

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But that’s just me :)




4 Responses to “Wake-up Call”


  1. 1    Penang Tionghua October 27, 2008 at 2:21 pm

    Allow me to share one of my poems:

    TIME
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    I Feel Weak, Tired And Gone
    My Spirit Is Like A Bull Without Horns
    My Heart Is Now Left Forlorn
    I Am Sitting On A Rose Bed Full Of Torns
    Waiting For Time With An Endless End
    Waiting For Time In A Timeless Land
    Many A Time Waiting In Vain
    Many A Time Waiting In Disdain
    But All I Know, I Feel And I Gain
    Life Can Be Lonely And Full Of Pain
    Should I Forsake It Like Others
    Should I Cry Daddy Or Father
    Should I Call Mommy Or Mother
    My Voice Now Begins To Falter
    I Have To Proceed And Better
    Things That Go Helter-Skelter
    I Have To Proceed And Turnaround
    Time Is Priceless Like A Golden Crown

    *** 19 Oct 1999 2215 Hrs

  2. 2    Eleen Por October 27, 2008 at 3:18 pm

    Yet another good one. Thanks for sharing. :D It amazes me how you lock them down to the exact date and time they were penned.

    Lemme guess…you actually have them all published in a book or something already. You’re just taking them out of the pages of your book to share them with us. Yes?

  3. 3    Penang Tionghua October 27, 2008 at 3:49 pm

    I filed them in the computer HD; to revise, re-edit or discard when the situations warrant.

    Time changes a person’s mindsets, perceptions, experiences and exposures. Time will tell the truth of things. The date helps remind the event. It is a KPI on the journey travelled till now.

    The Chinese has a saying: “When the journey is long, you would know the horse’s strength.”

    Thanks for supporting this first time public publications of my poems…hahahah

  4. 4    marilynntan October 31, 2008 at 3:58 am

    hahaha… time really flies!

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