It was mom’s turn at the hospital yesterday so I took the afternoon off to accompany her to TTSH.
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Just last week, A introduced me to a 11-episode, TV series entitled "1 Litre no Namida (1リットルの涙?, lit. "1 Litre of Tears"; also called A Diary with Tears or A Diary of Tears ( Read more... )

Before this morning, my last post in LJ was dated 21 Nov 15. While I do refer to LJ occasionally, I hadn't found much time to post. It isn't that there was nothing to write, but more because I was rather busy. Plus I'm a slow (and fussy) writer, it led to my inactivity the past few months. (Not that many would read this anyway)

Work has been one. ( Read more... )

I moved to Yishun when I was in secondary 1. My childhood years were at Toa Payoh, but Yishun was where I saw (most of) my schooling days right up to adulthood.

My parents were hawkers at Chong Pang market, and as most children of hawkers, we were expected (and ordered) to help out on weekends. On weekends, the market is a noisy, bursting place ( Read more... )

Mr Lee Kuan Yew passed on in the wee hours of 23 March 2015. Death comes to all and for him, it was something people had anticipated for a while. Mr Lee was gloriously 91, and that's a ripe old age by any standard. Since yesterday we've seen and read countless tributes to him. Media zoomed in on his life story. Many changed their profile pictures ( Read more... )

I seem to have something to say each time I'm due for performance appraisal at work (haha). A normal reaction perhaps, since performance is always a highly subjective and controversial topic ( Read more... )

At long last, my family came by my new place last Sunday ( Read more... )

Embarrassment is sucking the stalk of lemongrass in the welcome drink thinking it's a straw.

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在廚房忙著的媽媽，聽見她四歲小孩子的哭啼聲。她趕緊衝到客廳去看看孩子。原來，孩子的手插進了擺設用的《花瓶》裡。

《花瓶》上窄下闊，所以，小孩的手伸進去卻伸不出來。母親用了不同的辦法，想要把卡著的手拿出來，但都不得要領。

媽媽開始焦急，她稍為用力一點，小孩子就痛得叫苦連天。在無計可施的情況下，媽媽想了一個下策，就是把《花瓶》打碎。

可是她有些猶豫，因為這個《花瓶》是一件價值連城的古董。不過，為了兒子的手能夠拔出，這是唯一的辦法。結果，她忍痛將《花瓶》打破了。

雖然損失不菲，但兒子平平安安，媽媽也就不太計較了。她叫兒子將手伸給她看看有沒有損傷。

雖然孩子完全沒有任何皮外傷，但他的拳頭仍是緊握住似的無法張開。是不是抽筋呢？媽媽又再驚惶失措。

原來，小孩子的手不是抽筋。他的拳頭張不開，是因為他緊捉著一個十元硬幣 ( Read more... )

人在幸福的時候，幾乎都不會覺得自己幸福。

台灣這幾十年，除了幾個天災，沒有戰亂、沒有太大政局不穩，比起很多國家都好。外國朋友來，都很喜歡台灣，覺得台灣好好玩，很方便又安全...

所有的好集中在這裡，所以才有台灣奇蹟，但我們卻不太惜福。我們看自己都是問題，這樣怎麼會覺得幸福、快樂？

我常常想，我做節目，如果天天有人講「妳怎麼這樣做？」我不認為我做得下去。

我訪問過張曼娟，她說，「我常常在最幸福的時候，覺得最恐慌，因為我怕幸福一下子就不見了。」

這句話我印象深刻。我想最可怕的是，你最幸福的時候，恐怕還不知道此時此刻可能是最幸福，還拚命抱怨。

得獎可能就要走下坡

很多人以為我得獎很幸福，但我從小就有個感覺，節目得獎可能就要走下坡了。所以，我特別珍惜存在的每個時刻。

每一天，我只要進了我家車庫，走上樓，狗狗一舔我， ( Read more... )