30th August 2009
Sonntag
Had a tiring day at the beach barbecuing. But it was nonetheless full of fun and laughter - a luxurious escape from the daily stress. Tomorrow, or rather, later, will be another long day, with job training, followed on with what I hope would be a productive practice session.
Orchestra concert's on Tuesday, and I can't seem to be able to find my bowtie. Gosh. I need to get one soon.
No stories today as my brain's fried from all the heat during the BBQ session.
P.S. Fishing next week?
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Friday, August 28, 2009
Filling Boats
28th August 2009
Freitag
A kind fisherman lived in a village by a lake. The lake had sustained his family and his fellow fishermen for generations, and they all lived harmoniously.
One day, they went out to fish. His friends asked him politely if they could use his boat to store some of their equipment. Being a kindhearted person, he agreed readily. His friends dumped their extra equipment on his boat. They carried on fishing.
His friend's were getting a good haul, and they again asked him politely if they could deposit some of their catch with him. Being a kind person, he agreed again.
This went on, with his friends gradually moving more and more stuff onto his boat, until his boat sank. He got tangled in the net that his friends left on his boat, and he drowned in the lake.
Is your boat being overloaded with the posessions of other people?
Freitag
A kind fisherman lived in a village by a lake. The lake had sustained his family and his fellow fishermen for generations, and they all lived harmoniously.
One day, they went out to fish. His friends asked him politely if they could use his boat to store some of their equipment. Being a kindhearted person, he agreed readily. His friends dumped their extra equipment on his boat. They carried on fishing.
His friend's were getting a good haul, and they again asked him politely if they could deposit some of their catch with him. Being a kind person, he agreed again.
This went on, with his friends gradually moving more and more stuff onto his boat, until his boat sank. He got tangled in the net that his friends left on his boat, and he drowned in the lake.
Is your boat being overloaded with the posessions of other people?
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Two little mice
27th August 2009
Donnerstag
This is a common story which almost everyone has heard before. But here is it again, with a twist to it.
There were two mice who fell into a bucket of milk. The first mouse thought : "Oh, life is always hard on me. I will be dead before the evening is over." Having resigned to his fate, he stopped struggling and prepared to drown.
The second mouse, equally shaken by this unexpected milk bath, kicked the first mouse in the bollocks and made him tread milk. "The last thing I would allow is to have a dead mouse in my milk bath. Quit whining and start swimming."
So with that kick to his bollocks, the first mouse started swimming for dear life.
With both mice working hard at splashing milk, the milk was soon churned to butter, and both of them clambered out of the pail and onto the kitchen floor.
The second mouse was happy to be alive, and scrambled off to the safety of his home. Whereas the first mouse said, "That was hard work! Now I should be entitled to some well deserved rest, after working so hard." With that, he laid down and took a nap.
While the mouse was sleeping, the resident feline chanced by, and decided to kill some mouse for kicks.
And so, the mouse died.
Moral of the story: When you think you have come a long way, and deserve a rest, think again. Is it really time for you to lay back and enjoy a pint of beer?
Donnerstag
This is a common story which almost everyone has heard before. But here is it again, with a twist to it.
There were two mice who fell into a bucket of milk. The first mouse thought : "Oh, life is always hard on me. I will be dead before the evening is over." Having resigned to his fate, he stopped struggling and prepared to drown.
The second mouse, equally shaken by this unexpected milk bath, kicked the first mouse in the bollocks and made him tread milk. "The last thing I would allow is to have a dead mouse in my milk bath. Quit whining and start swimming."
So with that kick to his bollocks, the first mouse started swimming for dear life.
With both mice working hard at splashing milk, the milk was soon churned to butter, and both of them clambered out of the pail and onto the kitchen floor.
The second mouse was happy to be alive, and scrambled off to the safety of his home. Whereas the first mouse said, "That was hard work! Now I should be entitled to some well deserved rest, after working so hard." With that, he laid down and took a nap.
While the mouse was sleeping, the resident feline chanced by, and decided to kill some mouse for kicks.
And so, the mouse died.
Moral of the story: When you think you have come a long way, and deserve a rest, think again. Is it really time for you to lay back and enjoy a pint of beer?
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Burning Houses
23rd August 2009
Sunday
A man lived alone in a cottage by the countryside. He loves his house, and all of his belongings.
One day, a fire broke out in his kitchen and spreaded to his dining room.
The flames were licking at his beautiful oak dining chairs. In a bid to save the chairs, he moved them out of the house. The fire then spreaded to the hall. The man decided to move his antique clock, along with his favourite sofas out to safety. The fire continued spreading, and the man kept saving his belongings, item by item.
When the fire got too intense, he had no choice but to escape outside. It was only then he realised that while saving the different objects in his home, his house was completely razed to the ground.
The moral of this story is that while we are concentrating on the tiny details in life, it is easy to get carried away and lose sight of the big picture.
Have you lost sight of the big picture whilst rumbling through the small details in life?
Sunday
A man lived alone in a cottage by the countryside. He loves his house, and all of his belongings.
One day, a fire broke out in his kitchen and spreaded to his dining room.
The flames were licking at his beautiful oak dining chairs. In a bid to save the chairs, he moved them out of the house. The fire then spreaded to the hall. The man decided to move his antique clock, along with his favourite sofas out to safety. The fire continued spreading, and the man kept saving his belongings, item by item.
When the fire got too intense, he had no choice but to escape outside. It was only then he realised that while saving the different objects in his home, his house was completely razed to the ground.
The moral of this story is that while we are concentrating on the tiny details in life, it is easy to get carried away and lose sight of the big picture.
Have you lost sight of the big picture whilst rumbling through the small details in life?
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
The end of the tunnel
18th August 2009
Tuesday
Knowledge is the key to the future
No, I'm not referring to the end of the Kallang-Paya Lebar Expressway, nor am I referring to our favourite mode of transport - the MRT.
What I am talking about is the end of a life well provided for by my parents. My dad just told me today that after getting this diploma, I can't study anymore. If I want to, i'd have to work part time and support myself through further education.
That made me realise the importance of education. When I was wasting money and time in secondary school and the polytechnic, I never imagined a day where my education chances will just evaporate into thin air.
Have I been taking for granted that which is provided for me, and not making the most out of it?
I wish I had better used my opportunities throughout the years.
Currently I'm cutting back on all expenses, and saving money on food and miscellaneous expenditures. One meal a day, one outing a month. Won't be enough to get me anywhere, but it's a start. Let's see how far I can go.
God knows what lies ahead...
Tuesday
Knowledge is the key to the future
No, I'm not referring to the end of the Kallang-Paya Lebar Expressway, nor am I referring to our favourite mode of transport - the MRT.
What I am talking about is the end of a life well provided for by my parents. My dad just told me today that after getting this diploma, I can't study anymore. If I want to, i'd have to work part time and support myself through further education.
That made me realise the importance of education. When I was wasting money and time in secondary school and the polytechnic, I never imagined a day where my education chances will just evaporate into thin air.
Have I been taking for granted that which is provided for me, and not making the most out of it?
I wish I had better used my opportunities throughout the years.
Currently I'm cutting back on all expenses, and saving money on food and miscellaneous expenditures. One meal a day, one outing a month. Won't be enough to get me anywhere, but it's a start. Let's see how far I can go.
God knows what lies ahead...
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