好久沒有写部落格了。今天感触特别多，所以再次提笔。2013年12月23日，仰光，缅甸。15分钟前，我一段经历了1年多的感情结束了。非常遗憾，因为我以为她就是陪我度过下半辈子的人。

过去10年，经历了3段感情。第一段甜甜蜜蜜，第二段轰轰烈烈，第三段舒舒服服。现在又归零了。32岁的我，又得从头开始。看着身边的朋友成双成对，开枝散叶，我也想有一天拥有自己一片小小的天地。可惜，本以为就快得到的幸福，转眼间变成了泡沫，瞬间在我眼前消失。我不能怪谁，只能怪自己没有做到最好。但愿能从这一次的失败中，体会到下一次成功的要诀。

祝她能很快的找到属于她的幸福。

我愛臺灣

Just came back from Taiwan. This is my third visit; the previous 2 were during army days. Taipei hasn't changed much, but I have a whole new experience this time round. I attribute it to age, or should I say, maturity. Going to Taipei as a 20 year-old army boy is different from going as a 28 year-old working professional. I have come to appreciate the vibe of the city, how Taiwanese balance work and play, and most importantly, how the Taiwan folks are so easy to talk to.

回來之後就馬上想回去，因為臺灣真的給我留下了非常好的感覺。臺灣的女生好漂亮，而且說話的語氣很溫柔，跟她們聊天是一種享受。跟新加坡女生相比，臺北女生對男生比較沒有戒心，所以比較好聊。臺北女生（好像）也比較溫柔 （因說話語氣的關系）。All in all, Taiwainese girls are great.

kids (and parents) nowadays....

Had an interesting conversation with a couple of friends yesterday: why are parents over-protective of their (incorrigible) children nowadays. On more than a few occasions, I have heard friends in the teaching profession complain about parents being unreasonable. Example: student admits to cheating, but parent comes to school and denies that her child cheated, instead saying that the kid accidentally left the answer sheet in the book. When discussing such incidents, the consensus among my friends is that we will never be like that when we become parents. If that holds true, then it begs the question: Why is this generation of parents behaving his way?

I had a impromptu theory. Maybe because this generation of parents grew up in the post-war years, their own parents treated them like treasure and spoilt them, resulting in them spoiling their own children, and the vicious cycle continues. 

Another plausible, and maybe more accurate, theory is that my generation will also grow to become unreasonable parents. I certainly hope not.

Obama-mania

I think its befitting that I started this blog on the day that Barack Obama took his oath of Presidency of the United States of America. Befitting because I love Obama, and now I can say that I have some sort of "connection" with the man. And he really is DA MAN. How did he give his inauguration speech without reference to any materials astounds me. What is astounding is not simply the fact that he memorised his speech, but the fact that he had the confidence to deliver the most important speech of his life without a security blanket. Add to that the fact that public speaking is the greatest fear for many people, and you get a glimpse of the measure of the man.

I wonder what Bush was feeling throughout the inauguration. Seeing him sitting there while Obama gave his speech, I couldn't help but feel that he must hate himself. To hand over the Presidency with the lowest approval rating since Nixon, and be handing it to arguably the most popular President-Elect in the history of the US, must paint such a strong juxtaposition even to a man as dense as Bush. On a certain level, I actually feel sad for him, for what he will represent to future generations. And to think Bush Sr had the cheek to suggest that his other son should run for Presidency....

I wonder how many people in the world watched the inauguration. I wonder how many Americans cried during Obama's inauguration speech. I wonder how many Republicans attending the inauguration. I wonder what the Chief Justice was feeling after he botched up the oath. I wonder about a lot of things.

First Post

I have finally caught up with technology. I am now a blogger. I dun really know what I am supposed o do, so i guess I shall take it one post at a time.

If you are reading this, you are either (1) a friend (hi!) or (2) a stalker (well hello!). I extend you a warm welcome. I cant say that this blog will enhance your life in any way, but I aim to provide pleasurable reading. 

This blog is really for me. And my (future) children. I hope that, when they read this, they will learn more abt me and appreciate the person I am. I also hope I am on talking terms with them; you never know, children nowadays....