Updates~

Time to give some updates. Many have been asking me about my job hunting. Yeap, have wasted my leave and attended quite a few interviews. Some are good, some are not. Have been shortlisted for 2nd interview for some but i've actually rejected it 'cos the interviewer will be my boss where i find one of them sarcastic and another too pushy style. I shan't describe the details here, too much to write, haa..so i'm back to square one, will be putting to a stop first, its not fun attending interviews..phew...

In my first few entries, i did mentioned about doing sewing, it has been stopped since then, 'cos the machine actually breaks down. Wonder is it i mishandled or the machine too old? haha.. anyway, shall leave it there first and consider if i need a new set. =P

Life has been peaceful these days, not much of changes and updates. Learn to take everything easy now, since some things are beyond my control, why not take a breather for myself? hehe.. Cheers! ^^

Came across Dasmond Koh's blog, read the article from there, interesting..

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儿子给父亲的一封信 (A letter from the son)

A father passing by his son's bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then he saw an envelope propped up prominently on the pillow. It was addressed 'Dad'. With the worst premonition he opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands,

'Dear Dad, it is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you, I had to elope with my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Mum and you. I've been finding real passion with Stacy and she is so nice but I knew you would not approve of her because of all her piercing's, tattoos, her tight Motorcycle clothes and because she is so much older than I am. But it's not only the passionDad, she's pregnant. Stacy said that we will be very happy, she owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. We share a dream of having many more children.

Stacy has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone. We'll be growing it for ourselves and trading it with the other people in the commune for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Stacy can get better, she sure deserves it! Don't worry Dad, I'm 15, and I know how to take care of myself, someday I'm sure we'll be back to visit so you can get to know your many grandchildren.


Love, your son, Joshua

P.S. Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at Jason's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than the school report that's on the kitchen table. Call when it is safe for me to come home :)


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