About My Grammar And Spelling.

Many people like to read, but few really enjoy writing. That's probably because most of our writing experiences have centered around undesirable projects, such as research, essay and many school works. And unlike reading books, there's no such thing as "skimming" your writing. You can skip a few pages or chapters if you like, but for writing, there's no shortcut.

Another reason i feel why ppl are reluctant to write is that they're afraid someone else is going to read it and then judge their writing. Maybe they can't get past the idea that someone's going to "grade" their spelling and grammar, and their afraid they will be criticize or worst being laugh at. So they rarely write and miss out on one of the greatest forms of communication and self-expression.

But even so, nobody is going to stop me from writing. Consider i never had proper training and education, for your record, i only had a certificate equivalent to PSLE standards and is taken privately at a night school. Not only did i mess around with my academic results, i have a history as a hooligan or a 'AH BENG' in singlish term. So for a ex-AB like me to even starts writing, i am already proud of myself for coming this far regardless of how many spelling and grammar mistake I'd made altogether.

When i write, i am expressing my thought thru words. Sometimes i feel that i can reveal more about myself thru writing than talking. Writing allow me to choose my words more carefully and forces me to think more deeply. I do not want to be the next novelist or even thinking that my blog, my journal or anything of my writing will get published.(although i wish i can)

I just want to write down all my feelings, good and bad, happy or sad. Write down the detail of my life and those of my love one's. Never mind if there're mistake all around my spelling and grammar as long as my words and statement get across to the receiver and myself. Whenever i read back all the entries i'd writen, i am already amazed by the result. I also believe that my child or children will enjoy reading every piece of my work and will be glad that daddy did not stop writing because of the flaws i made and will continue to make as long as i write.

Thanks to all the good heart reader that gives me honest comments and i am really very very glad from the bottom of my heart, I will try my best to improve my grammar so that i can write better and proper English as a good example for my children also.

Happy Birthday Gracia

Happy 1st Birthday to Gracia on 3/06/08.

Daddy:
It's been a tiring, exhasting but absolutely fruitful and exciting year for all of us, esp me and your mother. You were just an infant yesterday as long as I know, but now you're learning to walk, talk and even starting to show your own personality.
In fact, daddy want to tell you this is just the very begining of your journey in your whole entire life. But there's nothing to worry because mummy and I will help you, guide you, teach you, and nurture you so that you will grow from an innocent sweet little girl to a confident young cheerful and a very nice lady. But it's not all about learning and teaching, daddy will also play with you, have fun with you and eat lots and lots of tidbits, ice cream with you as long as your mummy allows. ok... mummy wants to share her thoughts with you now.

Mummy:
"Ok Gracia, this is the first time you're hearing from mummy through this blog. It's not a problem to eat tidbits. Just control and don't turn into a tidbit junkie. Okay.. talking about tidbits, mummy is also eating some oreo biscuits lovingly bought by daddy especially for mummy when I told him I have a craving for potato chips. U have turned 1 yr old already.. next time join mummy in an OREO FEAST ok!! hee. Just want to lovingly tell you, no matter what happens, you're the best gift from God to us and the best daughter in mummy's heart." Mummy is going to end here and coming into the room to sleep beside u now... : )


Daddy & Mummy:
We just wanna wish you happy, healthy and many many more Birthday celebration in your life, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

A Day At The Park

Just another hot, sunny and extremely sweaty day when we visited Pasir Ris Park near our home. A nice place for taking picture with horses and amazing green scenery plus a classic swinger and some wooden furnitures for a country style effect. Should have stay longer and take more picture but our Gracia is getting cranky and needed her after nap impatiently. So we left with just a few shots. Will definitely visit again for more pictures. Anyway, here are a few to share.

Raise your hand.

Raise your hand! Thats the new command mummy taught Gracia so that she can put on powder for her armpit and also wear clothes more easily. Interestingly, mummy abuse the command while taking shower with her and she showed no sign of disobeying it. Really a good soilder, take a look...... wahahahaha!



Mummy also did a dragon ball hair for her.

2nd Try Get Better.

Ya we'd done it again, but this time thanks to the present of mummy, Gracia finally sits pretty steady on the baby seats while daddy ride with her. You should guess that she's still getting kind of phobia after the first incident. But realizing her insecurity from her last experience, daddy learn to put her in the baby seats but not peddle immediately first. I pushed the bicycle slowly instead and asked mummy to be in front or beside us and keep calling out her name to let her feel more calm. Indeed, mummy's effort prove to be very effective. After seeing her being more steady, daddy gets on the bike and starts peddling slowly but increasing the speed gradually.

The final conclusion, it's the 2ND ride of Gracia's life but the first to be consider successful. A day to be remember.

Gracia First Bicycle Ride With Dad

Gracia got to experience for the first time the force of speed when daddy brought her to East Coast Park (ECP) last Thursday for a bicycle ride. Mummy had again forwarded her tuition one day in advance so daddy had to spent the 1 an a half hour with his little princess.

After walkiing around the park for a while, daddy walk passed one of the bicycle renting vendor and saw some bike with baby seat attached. And daddy is tempted to give it a try and see if she like it. Unfortunately for both of us, it's a stressful experience. She cried immedialy less then 1km ride away from the bicycle booth, daddy had to stop and try a few time to gently tell her it's fun and safe and she don't have to be afraid. But she doesn't listen and when ever i started peddling, she'll cry like there's no tomorrow. After 15min of crying and consoling, daddy decided to give up and not trumatise her too much to avoid letting her getting phobia of riding a bicycle in the future.

I actually brought my camera with me and intend to ask someone to take picture of us riding bicycle since this was the first time for Gracia. Unfortunately, handeling a crying and fearful Gracia and still have to pushed the bike slowly back to the booth seems too much for another camera shot. (So no picture taken)

HEE HEE!!!
But daddy managed to take some tearful picture of her at the playground outside Mcdonale. See how reddish and wattery her eyes really is....... wahahahaha...

A Meaningful And Interesting Paradox I Want My Child To Read

The Paradox Of Our Time In History Is That

We have taller building but shorter tempers,
wider freeways, but narrower viewpoint.
We spend more, but have less,
buy more, but enjoy less.
We have bigger houses and smaller families,
more convenience, but less time.
We have more degrees but less sense,
more knowledge, more expert, yet more problems,
more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, ger too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values.
We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We've learned how to make a living, but not life.
We've added years to life not life to years.
we've have been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor.
We conquered outer space but not inner space.
We've done larger things but not better things.
We've cleaned up the air, but polluted our soul.
We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice.
We write more, but learn less.
We plan more, but accomplish less.
We're learned to rush, but not to wait.
We build more computers to hold information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion.
Big men and small character.
Steep profit and shallow relationships.
These are the days of two income but more divorce.
Fancier house but broken home.
These are the days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies.
Pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill.

It's a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom.
A time when technology allows me to type this paradox into my blog and a time when you can choose either to share this insight or just close and delete this page for good.