So I was driving home the other night. Work was beating me to a pulp but I had a light smile on my lips. So much to do, so much to tire me out, but it’s good to be working, it’s good to be alive, really alive. So much to be grateful for, so far I’ve come from the days when everything seems bleaker and harder to breathe, harder to take, harder to let go.
And the radio’s playing a new song, something from Linkin Park, which I always figured to be a band from past my time, past my prime. I was old even at 25; I had the years behind my weary eyes, I had done so much and failed so many times. My expectations were my greatest burden, more than anything he or she or they could lay upon me.
I have come past that point of no hope, of no return, yet it’s nice to have a song remind me of how far I’ve come to let go and forgive myself…
So let mercy come
And wash away
What I’ve doneI’ll face myself
To cross out what I’ve become
Erase myself
And let go of what I’ve doneI start again
And whatever pain may come
Today this ends
I’m forgiving what I’ve done
Strange, how sad songs used to make me happy or close to it as happy could get. Nowadays all the misery and angst feels foreign to me. Almost. This song sounds angsty yes, but it’s a song of hope renewed, of forgiveness. Of forgiving yourself.
And that’s all it takes to come so far, to get here where I am. To be happy and blessed and thankful for it. To do something I enjoy, to help others, to bring some small semblance of light into the world. How my heart soars everytime I see any of you smile.
I almost can’t remember who I was. Almost. Days can still be trying. And I still try too hard sometimes. That’s when I find solace in this prayer, something the Alcoholics Anonymous have made their own, but really is for any tired soul who’s given too much and tried too hard and not made it right, not yet…
Serenity. Peace of mind, a quiet heart. That’s all I can pray for. It’s good enough. I don’t ask for much:
God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
courage to change the things I can,
and the wisdom to know the difference.
92 Comments
things poetic and linkin park.
awesome
(hugs back)
Hey Pat!
Always good to see ya around. Awesome is right! Life is real good to me right now, or maybe it’s just me who’s finally caught up and started being nice to myself. Go figure. It’s all good.
You have a fabulous weekend yea…
P.S. Forgot to mention the source photo of me was taken by Sufian Abas. Great photographer.
yea Self love
I wanna join in — group hugs!
((HUGS))
eh… finally i see a new post…
kiddin boy… know u’ve been bz…
serenity.. hmmm… u did a K.I.S.S. on dis entry, huh?.. a fren of mine once said u need to look into urself to find it.. most ppl (including myself) tend to rely on outer things, superficial if u must and other ppl for our happiness and state of mind.. n wen u depend on others, well be prepared for a lot of heartbreak..
i’m happy for u my fren… u’ve made peace with urself (from wat i see anyway) and with everything around u… not easy… a bit perturbing no doubt but a must if u wanna be happy i guess… cheers… hope i’ll b able to join in d bandwagon soon
G
Self love + group hugs = Joy orgy?
By the way, I just rescued two of your previous comments on “Eats, Reads & Leaves” from the Spam list. No idea why but from time to time some of the comments end up there.
So, if you have left a comment and don’t see it after a day or two, let me know and I’ll dig through the Spam list. If it weren’t for that annoying Spammer, I wouldn’t even need to moderate my comments, but O well. C’est la vie.
asstha
Finally… A post… It hasn’t been that long, has it?
But yeah, the usual busy-ness but also the blog posts I intended to write has been delayed by the fact I don’t have the photos for it yet (Day 1 of Gosia & Manuel’s Most Excellent Adventures in KL) though I have the subsequent ones (Day 2-4 in KL and Melaka).
So that will have to wait.
This one was a bit more spontanenous. And made use of that photo from Sufian, which I thought was a tad too serious at first, but I now like to think of as just contemplative.
And I like what you wrote in your comment. Don’t get me wrong, I’m nowhere near having complete peace with myself, but at least I’m on the right path finally. Someone who means the world to me told me yesterday much the same thing you did, that I have to do things for myself and not for others.
I know this well, but it doesn’t hurt to have a reminder. No idea what I’ve done to deserve so many good people in my life now, but I sure ain’t complaining.
Have a kewl weekend, dear!
You is one of my top 5 blogger reads!
(ok, so I only like read 3 - 4 friends blogs a day and I know a totaly of 15 personal blogs BUT top 5 is good :D)
No, its good.
Everything in moderation is good, even blog commentary!
Altho’ I am still curious if you’re holding out on me. I probably shouldn’t ask about “with someone cozy to cuddle up” commentary and reply.
Yes, I do belive I’ll behave … this time.
I promise to hug you for real tomorrow, no?
I’ll make sure my hands behave too 
I am smiling, so let your heart soar.
G
Fun and jokes aside, it means a lot to me when you tell me that I’m one of your top blogger reads. Or for that matter, when anyone tells me they enjoy reading the blog or the comments or when they drop me a nice, personal email.
In a world where we have all but forgotten how to correspond with the art of letter-writing, I guess this is the next best thing. And no, it’s not too bad, is it?
I was on the phone with Leen last night, she of the hot-hoochie-mama-ness and rabid blog-reading fans, and we just saying how diverse the range of blog readers can be. From the saintly to the, uhm, not-so-saintly. And all, as far as we can tell, real nice folks too.
So ya, it’s definitely good.
As for the other thing, if it makes you feel better, if I were, I’m holding out on everyone, not just you, so don’t feel bad. Blog is for my public life. My private life is my own and off-limits naturally. I’m no Paris Hilton. (Though I wouldn’t mind her millions.)
And tomorrow? “O behave!”
Mrs HBT
My heart is indeed soaring, esp. after reading your email to me. You always bring a little bit of sunshine to my day, you know that? You are so sincere and honest in your comments, I know I can trust you completely and I love having friends like that.
Will try and comment/read more this weekend when I find the time. These days I tend to stick to answering just the comments on my own blog during the week though I do try to hop here-and-there whenever I can manage it.
And my stories? Don’t worry about reading and liking them — they are all fictional and most not even from my perspective. (Take “Settling In” for example, one of Lyrical Lemongrass’s favourite stories from my collection; it’s about a newly-wed wife being very disatisfied with her sex life, and I wrote it when I was 17!)
But I’m glad you liked the very last story. It’s the only story in the collection that I can relate to now, and it’s a good way to be and live my life.
Have a good day, ya? *hugs*
It’s good (and difficult) to stay sane amidst all the burdens - work, expectations, failures etc). And you are still young , ok ? :p
I reread “Settling in”. My feeling remain the same as the first time I read it. You have a writing gift and a magnetic personality. Focus on what you are doing and fully utilize your gifts, soon you will be able to own your very own kitchen.
I do wonder how LL will respond to the comment you wrote, “newly-wed wife being very disatisfied with her sex life”.
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(tee hee hee)
Oh dear, I should rephrase
Would you hold it against me
as for letter-writing.
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I still do what with close friends.
see ya tomrrow
Tigerfish
Difficult is right, and some days I feel like I’m gonna keel over and go under (pardon the mixed yet incomplete metaphors) but that’s why I’m ever so grateful for having a great circle of friends around me.
Some I see each day or talk to on the phone, others I don’t meet for years and still we remain so close. It doesn’t matter though, how much time we get to spend together, so long as it’s quality time and quality friends.
But at the end of the day, it’s inner strength that we have to find, methinks, to go on. Friends are fun and great for support, but we have to do the actual walking….
(Which reminds me of that Lisa Stansfield song “Footsteps”, which of course, is based on the often-circulated story about footsteps on the beach. Wonderful things, both.)
P.S. Hah! Found the lyrics here. My favourite snippet:
If you’re losing faith, I’ll understand
Don’t be afraid I’m holding your hand
If you trust in me then I will be true
If there’s one set of footsteps I’ll be carrying you
More of you do this for me than you’d imagine. *hugs*
Mrs HBT
Gosh, I was worried you might have found that “Settling In” a bit too racy. I think LL will respond rather well, since she’s not a newly-wed herself, right?
In fact, last I checked, it’s seven years her and Bald Eagle. Some would say it’s time for an itch…
But thank you for your words. Again, I am touched by how kind and supportive you are. And yes, one day, my own kitchen… Hopefully by then, I’d be less lazy and actually want to do some of my own cooking…
(Though Manuel could tell you stories about how I threw dinner parties for fifteen people back in Munich, all by myself! Real home-cooked Asian food too!)
G
“Would you hold it against me”
Uhm, no comments…
“as for letter-writing, I still do what with close friends.”
Then you are a better friend than I am surely. The few letters I have written are to distant pals in the US and Tokyo, or to my ex-girlfriend when we broke up.
Letters from me are like longer, rambling versions of my blog entries (which are long and rambling already). Pages upon pages of words and riddles to decipher. Leen and Nisa would vomit blood to read even a paragraph, monosyllabic-lovers that they claim to be…
Maybe we should all start writing letters again. Mayhaps a Letter-Writing Day? For Bloggers? What say you guys?
Sounds like you have a very full life, Kenny. That’s wonderful! Work hard while you have drive, youth and motivation on your side. The results will come soon in their time, no worries. May I add “courage and energy to change the things I can…”?
hmm…Letter-Writing day? kinda fun..when i was a bit “younger” i wrote dozens of letters to my mom, tellin how unfair she’s treatin me..but never post them up…when i all the letters these days, i grin ear-to-ear, reminiscin how stupid i was..but writing is a really good emotional theraphy, though..but never has gut 2 post em..hahahaha
Kenny,
“Settlin In” in Broken Mornings was certainly not PG, that’s for sure.
It’s 7 years between LL and Bald Eagle? It will be 15 years for Mr.HBT and myself.
Dinner party for 15 people back in Munich? I believe you. Mr.HBT explained to me once the reason why most cooks are men. Reason is those pots and pans are heavy; Cooking is a workout, he said.
Your style of writing is flexible when it comes to answering comments. You write in a language that fits each person. That’s talent!
People leave comments on your blog because they want to read your personal reply to them. I leave comments because I am grateful. I am grateful that you gave me encouraging sweet words to continue blogging.
So, if we ever meet, makan’s on Mr.HBT!
Hi Kenny…what a lovely, touching post. And thank you for posting the lyrics - it’s not so easy to forgive oneself sometimes. Glad you are buoyed, Kenny dear.
Coincidentally, I was driving home tonight from work and felt strangely - elated, about life, about what’s ahead, about what I’ve been through, and about what I’ve learnt. I realise it’s not going to be a permanent condition (oh I wish) but it’s a good feeling isn’t it, just to feel good about yourself and about the world. And it’s a strange emotion, given the stuff I still have to sort out.
But anyway, Kenny - carry on being happy..
Finding the inner peace - it’s something most people don’t do nowadays. Good job, Kenny.
“I think LL will respond rather well, since she’s not a newly-wed herself, right?”
LL’s response - Kenny, you turd!
“In fact, last I checked, it’s seven years her and Bald Eagle. Some would say it’s time for an itch… ”
LL’s response - Bald Eagle who? Kenny dahlink…am itching for ya…
*goes out and buys some heat rash powder*
Ah but these comments are little notes to each other in themselves! I’ve never written so many little notes to people since my letter writing days 20 yrs ago! Blogs are like letters as well, I think, to ourselves, to the universe! Happy Readings this weekend. Y’all have fun now.
I wonder if you’ve ever seen the Seinfeld episode where George’s Dad cries out “Serenity Now!” to keep him serene. Quite hilarious as it got him even more angry.
Question: if we think we are serene, are we still serene?
kenny,
any chance of u actually having the song? wud like to listen to it
malas to search and download la dear..
Argus
“Work hard while you have drive, youth and motivation on your side.”
That’s surely sound advice and time waits for no man, eh? I think it’s about me finally finding a balance being a workaholic/obsessive/perfectionist and learning to take time out to be myself and to enjoy life, from which the best results come.
All work and no play makes Kenny a very dull boy, so I’m making sure now there is plenty of opportunities for play…
Moja
Good thing then, that you never sent them to your mom. Hah, I guess we all did silly things when we were younger, and it’s okay to make mistakes, even now.
Trick in life is not to beat ourselves too hard over making them, nor treat the lessons gained too lightly. I still think sometimes, nay, daily, about the mistakes I have done in the past, but no longer do I dwell on them and instead work to make sure I’ve learned something and be a better person.
Mostly to treat others better. I was surprised, and still am, at how much this improves my interactions with people. And of course, to treat myself better too!
You’re right about writing being really good emotional therapy — it works and don’t cost us a fortune, no — in fact, it’s free!
Mrs. HBT
Ah, Mr. HBT is most correct when he said that cooking is a workout!
Usually it’s more of an emotional workout for me than anything else as I worry about whether there is enough food for the guests or whether each course will be completed in time or if some of them may be adverse to any of the “exotic” ingredients I used… but in the end, it’s the effort that counts and the company that we prize the most.
I’m not sure if my writing style is really flexible (I tend to worry I write in the same boring and monotonous voice all the time) but as in real life, I write as I speak to people — by responding to who they are.
Sometimes I speak perfect English, sometimes Manglish, sometimes in another language altogether (you might be surprised at how well I can speak Mandarin for a “banana”!) but in the end it’s the communication that matters, ya?
And I love blogging and continue to do so largely due to the very different and always interesting comments you wonderful people leave — so keep them coming!
P.S. Makan on Mr. HBT sounds right fine with me! I’m sure we’ll meet one day…
Eliza
Thanks for saying such nice things — my friends was telling me over Henny’s birthday dinner last night (Italian and al fresco, nice) how mushy I’m getting and how they miss the more, uhm, miserable Kenny who used to blog. But there’s no helping it: I do feel different and better and healthier in every way.
Partly it’s learning (finally) that happiness is fleeting — a moment — and not a destination far, far away to strive for. To recognise when it arrives and to enjoy while it lasts. To hope that there will be more of it, but not hold on so strongly that we lose ourselves when it never repeats.
So, I most certainly get that feeling you are describing driving home from work… that brief and quiet calm that is good and light and strange and right.
I wish you all the happiness in the world, my dear.
Kooky Monsta
It’s a choice: either take time out to seek some peace within ourselves, or push ourselves to the point of no return and fall into pieces. I chose the former.
Story doesn’t end here though. Truth is, I had spent so many hours unhappy and wasted so many years in the past, digging myself deeper into a bottomless pit with Choice #2.
But Life is about second chances, and third chances and more if we need them. They aren’t given to us by other people, we have to forgive ourselves and allow ourselves to climb out of that hole and pick Choice #1. It’s never too late.
See, regret is easy. Moving on and working to make things better takes more effort but rewards most handsomely too. And nothing is permanent, but I hope to get into the habit of examining myself and believing that I, that we, can make things better.
*hugs and hugs*
Lyrical Lemongrass
Ah, turd I am! You know me too well, my dear…
And if you are itching for me, I hope you stocked up well when you went out to get them cans of heat rash powder… you are gonna need them!
Seriously though, thank you for sharing what you did on your experiences and lesson on love and life and relationships and compromises and, well, everything la. I never leave a chat / yum char / mamak session with you without learning something and feeling better about myself.
Dunno what I’ve done to deserve such great and supportive friends like you, but I’m blessed that you guys are around for me. Life would be so much less fun without all of you.
P.S. Glad to hear you are feeling better. Enjoy “Transformers” tonight!
Msiagirl
That’s astounding, your observation, that is. Never occurred to me before, but you are so right. These blog comments are like short missives from each of us to the other, but even better, since they are shared for all who would read them.
My friend Rachel had asked me some questions earlier this month about blogging for her research, and one of the questions was on how we blogger build a community. I guess blogs are nothing but a bunch of individuals posting their own ideas and writings; not really much of a community till we start leaving comments and interacting.
So, for me, it’s the comments that matter the most. They to me are the meat of the blog. More often than not I find the comments contain hope and spirit that a single blog entry written by one person could ever achieve. Blogs = I, me, mine. The comments = we, us, ours.
Here is where the magic starts…
Tunku
Nope, not seen that episode. But I can imagine how it went… LOL
Answer: Most definitely. Thinking it can lead to feeling it, and sometimes it takes a conscious decision to stop what we are doing and just take five.
Question: What gets you into the mood/zone of being serene?
Asstha
Which song would that be? I don’t have much music with me these days, esp the new ones. Used to be obssessed about having all the music I liked. Now it’s a pleasant surprise when a favourite song turns up on the radio.
I’m slowly, but surely, regressing back to the Stone Age…
Ahhh…I surround myself with music most of the time. I even have a radio blasting in the bathroom! And when there isn’t any music around, I sing! ;o) Hahaha…music soothes the soul. That’s sometime I can always count on!
“And that’s all it takes to come so far, to get here where I am. To be happy and blessed and thankful for it. To do something I enjoy, to help others, to bring some small semblance of light into the world. How my heart soars everytime I see any of you smile.”
That was beautifully written! *smiles*
I agree with Magz. This post is beautifully written.
hey! how have you been? funny ‘that song’ brings serenity… for me… it’s kinda… noisy…
but you’re right, it’s a nice song to remind us of who we are and what we’ve done… and whether are we still doing the right thing.
i like the way you look at it -so much to do and yet it is what that keep us alive - sense of achievement right?
go pal!
now i see the title wen i click on da link… luckily my colleague has the linkin park song… i’ll go listen to it for a while… she jz sent it to me via skype
i wanted d 2nd song… footsteps but if u dun hv it guess i hv to limewire it…
cheerssss… i hv a hectic week fr closing to my bday bash to my farewell to paintball… @_@
hv a wonderful week
HI Kenny,
Apa khabar? Lama tak banter with you. Oh btw, I love the Serenity prayers: Such beautiful words and thoughts.
‘God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,’…Gosh, Kenny, in my younger days, I went against this dictum. I would fight tooth and nail trying to change the things I cannot change. Havoc..ha ha!
Now I concentrate on this of course: ‘courage to change the things I can,’….Hopefully …’and the wisdom to know the difference.’…he he. Tq for sharing.
next time i listen to songs i guess i shud start listening to the lyrics instead of humming the tune..but never was much of a linkin park fan
got the Iketeru menu I have sent you?
Whew!! Been so busy with work these past couple of days, but in a good way.
Now let’s get started on replying some of them comments…
wmw
Music is the ultimate healer, ain’t it? (Actually, the ultimate healer is probably love or a perfect Ramlee burger from SS2, but we’re not talking about that here, are we?)
Yeah, music everywhere! Lightens the heart and adds a spring to my step. I sing too, but then dogs begin weeping and then I stop out of pity. Such a merciful creature, that’s me.
Mags and anigma
Thanks! Very sweet of you to say so.
zewt
Been busy lah, brother… And yes, the song is rather noisy but it was the lyrics that caught my ear. Reminds me to review what I’ve done from time to time.
Weird thing is, I just watched the movie “Transformers” over the weekend and realised it’s the theme song! And such a violent but fun movie too… Still, not exactly “serene”…
sulee
So much to do is right. Sometimes it can be overwhelming so what I try to do these days is just take it one day at a time. Never forget to stop and smell the roses…
Gosh, am I full of clichés or what? Heh, but they are true what…
asstha
Sorry I didn’t get back to you on that but I guess you’re resourceful enough. “Footsteps” is a gem, for sure. It sent tingles down my back and was so meaningful at the same time.
Also, not sure if I’ve missed your birthday already or it’s yet to come, so HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!
Have a perfect day, my dear!
Kak Ruby
Oh, trust me. You weren’t the only one. Now I find it easier just to accept the un-changeables and focus my energies on the things I can improve. And they are so many…
So the next challenge for me is simply to prioritise on what’s important since I can’t change all that is changeable, and to simplify my life further…
Too much clutter just distracts us from what is truly important. And Life is far too short for me to waste my time on anything other than what is truly important to me. And those who matters most to me.
At the end of the day, it’s the people we surround ourselves who make us who we are. I mean, no one can change us but ourselves, don’t get me wrong. What I mean is once we know who we are and are comfortable with ourselves, it’s our closest ones who determine the quality of this authentic life we live in.
No man or woman is an island, after all.
You take care, dear. Catch you round!
Joe with lots of cravings
Not much of a Linkin Park fan either, but that just makes the discovery all the more poignant. I’m sure there are some who’ve read this blog and their lyrics and not heard the song, and I believe it doesn’t diminish one bit the power of the message behind it.
And don’t have to lah — listen to the lyrics of the songs, I mean. We should all just do what comes naturally. It was more of a happy coincidence that I happen to catch the lyrics of this particular song when I was in the exact perfect mood for it.
Serendipity for serenity, maybe?
Henry
Yes, got it, bro! Apologies for not replying earlier but my mailbox is eternally swamped and there still tons of résumés that call out to be read, hundreds of unemployed people who call out for me to help them find a job so they may feed their families…
Ahem, sorry for getting carried away.
But no lar, won’t be able to make it. Why not try some of the food bloggers? Better company than me when it comes to appreciating fine foods anyway… I’m more of a char kway teow boy.
Hello. I actually really like Linkin Park but never really listened to the lyrics. This was a lovely post.
Loved what you said about community, brother. We are nothing without each other.
Pax, darling - hope you are having a good week. x
Sometime sad song is good while on other occassion heavy metal work wander. I like linky park. Just my type. Have a nice day.
Hey you? How are you doing? Ive been away and havent been updating my blog!My super sexy husky voice is here to stay for good though! Lets meet up soon!
I had a bad day
(( hugs ))
i think the song does bring around a different meaning if you can catch the lyrics… but have to sustain a bit of ear-drum damage though.
Turn on your favourite music and let it heal your soul
It’s good that you have such a positive outlook on things.
Fight the good fight, as they’d often say
Honey, you’re only as old as you think. Chill… maybe I should torture you more with sinfest…
it is very true, and I agree, there is always more work tomorrow no matter how much you had finished today
wokandspoon
Thanks, dear. It’s interesting how many of us miss out on the lyrics while listening to the music (which, would be the first impression, naturally). To be fair, quite a number of radio-friendly pop songs have inane & silly lyrics, but most are written with a message in mind, so cheesy as some may be, having it hit us at the right moment can be something of wonder.
A little radio magic for you…
Msiagirl
*sings we are the world, we are the people…*
One day, when I retire, I will build a commune for all of us. In a place far from the city, with lotsa greens and sunlight and fresh air. And music played live cos everyone I know other than myself seems to be thus inclined. *pouts in envy*
But yes, a commune. Something downright hippie. And every Thursday we go au naturel… And dance round a crackling campfire… But, you know, we dress up for that bit. What with sparkling coals and all…
Horny Ang Moh
Linky park is good, ain’t they? Hey, bro, got a question for ya. A friend of mine who reads this blog (but doesn’t leave comments, the lurker!) was asking me if you really were an Ang Moh?
I answered “No idea, but the horny part, uhm, yeah. Definitely horny. Have you read his blog?!?”
The Quiet Storm
O super sexy husky babe! You are back! Wunderbar! We so must do our Coffee Hut thing. Will call you soon and arrange something.
*hears the thousands sighs of men everywhere pouting in envy at this damn bastard’s luck*
Don’t forget them leather leggings and them stilletos ya…
*dodges hard smacks, left, then right, then all at once*
Ouch.
G
Poor kiddo. Hope your day is better now.
*Checks date, realises he’s two days late in replying*
Yeah, really hope your day is better now, since it’s Friday. And the weekend is almost here, what…
*hugs*
Put a smile on your face, and the whole world will smile with ya… Or wonder why you’re smiling when no one else is. Still. Just start with a smile…
Zewt
Eardrum damage? Lower the volume aje le, bro…
And as for different meanings to songs, yes, I love it when we all have different interpretations of songs… We all take different things away from our feel of the songs…
Jason
Which makes me wonder, what is my favourite music now? Hmm…
FYI, I tagged you!
pelukismelukis
Fight the good fight? Me make love, not war. Oooga-boooga…
dieselfire
“Sinfest” is hardly torture, though its absence might just be that.
I’m only as old as I think? I think like a 1,000 year old geezer unfortunately… Alamak, how har?
sulee
“there is always more work tomorrow no matter how much you had finished today”
So we should all just go out and have fun, right? It’s Friday evening, everybody! Dance, everybody… can you hear the beat?
If you feel like a 1,000 year old geezer, I invite you to pop by anytime to my house and play with the kids! (I mean my nephews, not my parents, well they work too, especially my mom). Children have this magical way of making you feel young. Not teenagers though. They suck.
For a moment I had a flash of dancing au naturel round a crackling campfire!! But then you said we had to dress up for it…awww. It is spooky Kenny, how your visions are so familiar to me
Thinking of you with a Happy Fridaysaturdaysunday wish. I’m on a blog holiday at the moment, but I just saw that Neil Gaiman is coming to Bath!!!!!I’m so excited *swoon*
Kenny,
I re-read your article. Every sentence had its purpose. And not a word is considered junk. I enjoyed reading this article.
I look at the number of comments you receive on this article and I see friends. All these people are Kenny Mah’s friends. I think having genuine and loyal friends are more important than a million dollars.
Have a great weekend.
dieselfire
1. Miss Popular Girl in University Musical, you know I hate tags & memes! But this… might be interesting. If only for your reason for tagging me: “because I reckon your answers would be quite off tangent.” Hmm…
2. Children have this magical way of making me wish I was a kid again. But I’m not. So that sucks. A lot. But not as much as teenagers, who, naturally, as you put it so well, suck, and truly, suck more.
I oughta know. I used to be one.
Msiagirl
Yeah, that’s the vision that came to me first too. But then I remembered we, well us guys anyway, have sensitive bits hanging loose, and them crackling flickers of fire don’t sound too good to me. Last thing we need is a quick rush to the emergency ward, eh?
Would totally blow the whole return-to-nature theme…
Neil Gaiman in Bath. Me so jealous. I’ve yet to attend one of his readings. Have gone for a Tori Amos concert in a circus before though, years ago in Munich. So I’ve experience one of two of my idols live. I can almost die happy now. Still 50% to go…
Oh and… *swoons too*
Mrs HBT
“I think having genuine and loyal friends are more important than a million dollars.”
Couldn’t agree more. (Though wouldn’t mind having both, greedy creature that I am.) Real friends have gotten me through so much, I guess I would be in a very different place and frame of mind now without their support and love.
But what goes around comes around. Been busy of late, so blogging’s a bit slow but trying to spread whatever goodwill I can in the “real world”, and really, there’s no better satisfaction than helping someone else out, especially when you sense how much better they feel afterwards. Makes you feel great too!
“…there’s no better satisfaction than helping someone else out, especially when you sense how much better they feel afterwards. Makes you feel great too!”
Exactly how I feel.
Kenny, I often thought what kind of woman you will marry. Will your wife enjoy sharing Kenny Mah, the LitBlogger?
I like it that you’re so organised in the hippy commune, every Thursday…just thursday, ah? You’d be like - c’mon people, iiiiit’s Thursday, get yer kit off! (jeez, I’m sure everyone must think we are on blogweed or something but we are not!) I am a qualified First Aider you know, so we could just have lavender aromatherapy healing. Very good for burns. Also, vinegar, but that stings more and doesn’t smell so nice, esp in sensitive zones
Kenny - There’s nothing like good friends and family. Having those precious things makes us rich. Money in the bank only buys you stuff. Most of it you don’t need.
BTW, I’ve got a new FAVOURITE TALES COMPETITION going at my blog. There are lots of books as prizes! Hope you don’t mind me publicising it on your blog. Cheers!
kenny…
too long no post d… must writeup a postt… hurry… (i tink dis applies to both u n me tho :oops:)
kenny,
Just drop by to see if you’re good or bad. Hope everything’s fine for you.
Just drop by to see how you’re doing. Don’t let work suffocate you.
Hey Everybody!
A quick note to let all of you know I’m still very much alive if only more than a tad swamped with work. Will get round replying your comments and posting a new entry as soon as possible.
Still, Life is Very Good.
What a Wonderful Wednesday! *hums a tune tunelessly*
* poke *
’twas great to hear from u yest..U take care aight? we’ll do some catching up one of these days, ya? ;o)
Mrs. HBT
I can’t help but wonder too. Or at least I used to. Now I believe in living one day at a time, as much as I can bear it, to not get too caught up in all the “might-have-been”s and “perfect-fantasy-future”s.
It’s easier, and saner, to live each day from waking till bedtime, as fully as I can.
And I’m no LitBlogger anymore than I’m a DesignBlogger or BodyBalanceBlogger… I’m just an ordinary blogger like everyone else. Though, in this case, a very late and increasingly infrequent blogger!
Msiagirl
Organised is my middle name… or it used to be, anyway. Now Chaotic-and-Messy might be a better bet, really.
Anyway, we’re hippies, not barbarians. A little organisation never hurt no one… Vinegar in sensitive areas, on the other hand… Let’s just say ouchie…
Tunku
“Money in the bank only buys you stuff. Most of it you don’t need.”
And sometimes even I need reminding of that. Really isn’t anything better than some quality time with really great friends and loved ones. Which is exactly what I’m getting tomorrow — a full 24 hours of fun and games and good ol’ fashioned TLC!
asstha
Will try and post as soon as I find the time to write one. Maybe this Sunday… my first time to myself in a long, long time. No parties or functions or guests or movies… Gosh, what in the world am I gonna do by myself?
Oh, yeah. Write a blog entry. Ho-hum.
Kok and Alice
Thanks for your concern. I’m very fine, really, just busy as ever. Will try and spend some time this Sunday revisiting all my favourite blogs!
G
*twitches*
spiffy
Sure thing! I might just spend the entire month of August catching up with a truckload of people… Does it still have only 31 days? Not a weekend more?
hi, Manny Kah,
how true - that line abt sad songs making you happy. Feeling melancholic, eh?
Just hopped over to see that you are okay. Am meeting msiagirl next week!
Once a “litblogger” always a “litblogger”. Keep your spirits up. Remember, your life first. Treat blog hopping as your entertainment, like watching a movie. Speaking of blog hopping, I may not leave as many comments in the near future as my parents and mother-in-law are coming and I will not have much time for my “own entertainment”. It doesn’t mean that you are not in my prayers, though.
I have had the worst allergy yesterday. Runny nose all day that I have to stuff two tiny pieces of tissues in my nose. Me walking around the house looking like a walrus. A good friend who stopped by to drop off some Bah Chang was a little surprised at the condition I was in; Used tissues at every corner and dishes piling up on the counter as well as in the sink! Our house also had an unpleasant smell because Little Chicken had stomach flu. I will not get into the details on why we have the unpleasant smell. Hope you have a good smile after reading this.
After taking my vitamins, eating well, one hour in the hot tub, I am well again. Thank God for this short one day lesson, that is to take care of myself. So Kenny, continue to take care of yourself!
Kak Teh
“Manny Kah”? My dear, your spoonerism is getting out of hand!
Not so much melancholic these days lah. Too busy with work and too many things that make me happy to waste time being miserable… Joy is in the air!
Thanks so much for checking on me; wish I was with you and Msiagirl next week — should be a terrific combo!
Mrs. HBT
Advice taken. Life does come first. But hope to post up a blog by Sunday… almost half of July gone and nothing written yet! Bad Kenny!
Sorry to hear about your allergy attack and Little Chicken’s tummy flu; glad it’s over. And yes, I have a smile on my face now that I’ve read your telling of your day yesterday — poor things!
I will most definitely take care of myself! Or get someone to take care of me, heehee.
*giggles at the twitching*
*poke poke*
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*stroke*
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<— feeling overworked
Hey there, dropping by to say Hello! Mmm….what’s keeping you so busy or I miss your answer to this in the comments???
G
You’re not the only one. But no complains though… better to be working than not. Doing nothing can drive me mad…
wmw
What’s keeping me so busy? Mostly work and running from one social function to another, though I’m really cutting down on those. Come August, I expect to have more quiet time to myself and maybe get back to regular blogging. *fingers crossed*
Thanks for dropping by, guys!
Hey thanks for dropping by at my Fluffy’s blog! Wow are you a photographer? All the pictures taken are so beautiful!
Cheerz! :o)
Hey Nastasshea@Nesh!
Maybe I should just stick to Nesh? Sounds like that’s your nick. And I was happy to drop by your Fluffy’s blog… so cute them puppies!
As for the photos on my blog, more than half of them are taken by my friends, but I make sure I clean up, crop, recolour, etc. these pics with Photoshop before posting them.
Actually, I’m a really bad photographer, which is why I need to have decent Photoshopping skills!
Glad you came by, have a great day!
Hey hey!! Yes myfairy-tale.blogdrive.com is my main bloggie! I play with photoshop too as I design some promotional stuff during work!
Hey I wanna link u too! This is your main blog ya?
Me bubbly? Hehehe! Can’t help it!
Hey Nesh!
Yup this is my main blog. You link to it as http://kennymah.net for convenience. I’ve linked to yours as “My Fairy Tale” @ my Bookmarks page.
You design promotional stuff? What do you do for a living? A designer? (A very bubbly one, if so. Hehe.)
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