I am now a certify real estate agent

Winter's is near, winter? Here? Well, I mean christmas is near but I am already shivering with anxiety as I am anticipating a very challenging and hectic moment of my life ahead... well, my life seems to be always hectic, always, isn't it? Anyway,this time round, a few more bars have been lifted and I could feel the encumbrance more acutely than ever. No longer a single-hood and already a fatherhood means I have two ladies to take care of in my life on top of whatever ambitious I have plan to conquer. How I wish I could become Robin-hood...kekeke

Don't get me mistaken, I love my wife and I love being a father(esp to be a father of my lovely Gracia), and never in my life no matter what stage or level I am at, will I feel their present is a hindrance to me and my goals. Despite the argument that being a single-hood means I can have more time for my plans and career, still it doesn't reflex the significant because when I was single, I have not archived anything 'worthwhile'. Contrary to that, I feel being a family man push me to work harder, stretch further and plan ahead wiser. Yes, it's tiring, ofcos it is... Holding two jobs, driving a cab and still at the apprentice stage as a real estate agent on top of all the family commitment, how can I not be tired. But that's the price I am willing to pay for pursuing my dreams.

Pray for me anyone of you who wish me good. I have the will, the guts all the attitude a fighting warrior needs . And I am bold and determine and also ready to die for my dream. All I need now is just a little bit more of luck or God's will and I know I will succeed.

I am happy to already closed a few rental deal making a thousand over dollar bucks, but I know my best million dollar deal has yet to come and I know it'll come. For the time being, I am continue to go for viewing appointments, brush up my real estate policy and regulation knowledge and wait patiently for the day to come.

Before I end my once in a long long long time posting, I must let Lina know, I can only come so far is because she's willing to go through all the turbulence we are experiencing during this period of testing time. It's a uphill battle we're fighting and without her help of taking good care of Gracia (esp during my CES examination period) and other necessary household chore, it may be a different story now. That she's part of the force and reason of my accomplishment.

God bless us! And everyone around us... and also everyone not around us. Anyway, God just bless EVERYONE... Amen!

Oh yes, for those who intend to sell/buy/rent a house, and wish to bless me, please, by all means, don't be shy to call me ok. I may not be as experience as the old bird. But I sure will not lack behind in service, honesty, integrity and the willingness to prove my worth. Thanks.

Spoiled For Choice???

Sing below:Who took the cookie from the cookie jar?


Who bought little Gracia all the beautiful shoes? Daddy Paul Chong is the one who bought all the shoes? Who me? Yes you! Not me! Then who? Its Alexis's mummy Esther !!!

Oh yes!!! Wanted to post this long ago to show our gratitude and appreciation to our extremely generous friend Alexis and her mummy Esther. Shame to say that I had only bought one shoe personally for her in the past 3 years myself, the rest of it were mostly given by my sister. Now that we received another 12, or 13 or maybe 14 pairs of shoes from Esther, I think I will have to wait for another couple of years before I can personally buy for her again....

Though the shoes are not intentionally bought for Gracia but are 2nd hand from Alexis, there are a few pairs which have not wore before and are as good as sparkling new. We are really Grateful for the blessing and there are no words enough to express our gratitude....

Really have to thank Alexis for her generosity and is very willing to part with her possession. It's really so sweet of you and your mummy..

Thank you all so much including Kenneth.

GangsterDad still alive!!!

Having not written and composed for my blog for such a long time, I felt my mind is in a state of zombie, unable to formulate and come out with any words I wanted to share about my life. It took me a mere 7min 8sec to finished my first four sentences . And I wanted to put the blame on fb (Facebook), "oh Paul, how irresponsible have you become". But to a certain degree I had my point if you would listen.

You see, ever since I started logging on to this modern communication application tool 'fb'... I became lazy and slack at composing anything on the platform of gangsterdad, knowing that I had an easier alternative of releasing my thoughts and emotions thru a more convenient and popular channel where the scale of respond will also be higher. Pardon me for being egoistic becos I am just a human, and like most of you people, I need to engage myself to gain recognition and have a two way activity or corresponding communication. And between blogging and fb, I was obviously getting more juice from the latter...

well, I had already made confession of my crime, you may have your fair assessment on me. But before anyone label me as being lazy, irresponsible or apathetic, pls allow me a moment to defend my case.

Accusing fb for disrupting the continual contribution on my blog was only one side of the story, or in fact I should announce it as just a appetizer. The main cause which really affected the advancement of my blog were actually 'time'. Ever since I quit my delivery job biz and started holding steering wheel with Comfort Delgro, I find my time totally sucked into a twister pulling me apart like a horse being torn by multiple carriage. The $102 rental a day I had to pay the company is like getting three $30 tickets of illegal parking of car park and the remaining $12 for not inserting properly my cash card into the IU. So I woke up every morning, for the first 5 hours making my first $102 not for myself but for a organisation that has a name so conflicting with my experience , "Comfort". So, before anyone is going to put any verdict on me, pls consider I have to drive 14 hours to make that decent income which is enough for my whole family expenses.

Anyway, no matter what may happened, how busy and occupied I may be. As long as I am still alive, so will the live of gangster-dad....

and I wanna thanks Kenneth Lim (Esther's hubby) and Billy Chen (ah fei) for reminding me I have a remarkable blog... I appreciate your compliment and thank you for visiting. Ah.... at least I tasting a few drops of juice now... lol.

Art Garden @ SAM

A man of passion

Gosh! There are just So many things to post.... so little time to do it.

Anyway.. went JB yesterday to visit my old friend, Shine. Really gotta thank her for creating the chance for me to get out of Singapore, though it was just a short neighbouring distance (unlike most of you who travel to Taiwan, Hongkong, Korea ect), we were glad just to breath the air of a different nation... City lifestyle is chocking me somehow.

The whether was good, however the traffic was kind of heavy at Tuas checkpoint when we drive in around 3pm. Fortunately we packed some fast food and lunch inside the car and wasn't too bother by the jam anyway.

I am embarrass to confess that after one actual visit and a few attempt from Ricky(shine's current owner) trying to enlighten me with instruction furnish with information and map, I am still pretty much like a Kookoo bird, scare, confuse and horrify to drive there alone without someone in front of me to follow... I don't know why... whenever I enter into Malaysia's boundary, I automatically will freeze, it's like a lightning shocking and paralyzing my hands and legs I couldn't take control of the steering and pedal properly... that's tragically shameful of me.

So...as usual, I needed this compassionate, kind, enduring and understanding guy, who never fail giving us accommodation like a hotel guess to wait for me just after the Malaysia Custom and guide me in to his house... Ricky is really a cool guy, very calm and very generous too. Never made us in anyway feel we are bothering them, and their hospitality was ..'ahem'.. really really great. And most importantly, they(Ricky and wife Weiling) never made us feel their acting.. one way you can tell is, how they really treat and love their dogs.

Taking care of one dog is commitment. Taking care of 9 dogs in my opinion is 'commit suicide'... without absolute love, passion and devotion, pls pls pls don't try this at home just because I said I salute them. To Rick and Weiling : I hail you both the heroes of the dogs and you really have my respect!.



PICTURE ABOVE: Weiling throwing a ball for Obama to catch. A few of their dogs are named after US presidents, that makes me wonder if it is the love of them or? lol




PICTURE ABOVE: That's Ricky, maintaining the pool specially for the dogs. Beside him was Piper the hunter... Piper love to catch fish and that's why I call him the Hunter.








5 PICTURES ABOVE: These are pictures of Obama diving into the pool in style.. He's the only dog of them all who will do the diving, very funny though, all of their dogs have it own personality and character so unique and exclusive you can easily separate them from one another.