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Do drop in for a visit some time. You're always welcome.
26 October 2013
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I spend a lot of time too at lupcheong.tumblr.com.
Do drop in for a visit some time. You're always welcome.
16 October 2013
Enough.
This evening I met a lady walking her dog. It was a very distinct Tibetan Spaniel, not so much that it had just an eye left, but because I had helped re-home it two years ago via a dog rescue when it was saved from the brink of death, presumably from a stray cat attack when it was still a puppy.
She'd brought it home, sent it to the doctor's for surgery upon surgery, and nursed it back to health.
This evening, the little dog I saw was a fully recovered, satisfied, and happy little fellow with an owner who would become emotional just talking to me about it.
This is enough.
I'm done.
She'd brought it home, sent it to the doctor's for surgery upon surgery, and nursed it back to health.
This evening, the little dog I saw was a fully recovered, satisfied, and happy little fellow with an owner who would become emotional just talking to me about it.
This is enough.
I'm done.
13 October 2013
Most Interesting
I have a younger brother who's pretty gifted in many ways. Some might argue he's the better son, many see that he's the taller one, a great many would also regard him as the more learned brother of us with a current cumulative GPA of Almost Perfect in Law.
He's still my younger brother who ran to hide behind me whenever mother needed to whoop his ass. I don't care what you say about his muscles now.
That said, I dare say he's one of the most interesting persons I know so far. At a tender age, he made it into the Gifted Education Programme, an event which surprised the entire primary school we both were in at the time, but a move that was highly encouraged for someone of his calibre.
Fast-forward to today and he's acing Law after a rather tumultuous period which saw him grow up into quite the fellow now.
He broke a school record or two in the sports he participated in. He's gotten more scholarships in the past few years than there are immigrants to Singapore. A winner's trophy in Law-related competitions here and there now decorate his humble living space. A good heart lies within as he volunteers his help with unfortunate children born with mental retardation. Some young ones have been fortunate enough to have him as a tuition teacher as he earns extra keep to not stress the family's already strained resources. He plays the acoustic guitar, but chose to sing in a school event like it was our bathroom. If anyone says guys can't multi-task, the Macbook Air and Samsung Galaxy S3 that I suspect is wired to his consciousness would prove everyone wrong.
Also, he cooks a mean meal and crochets and makes bracelets and now does woodwork for leisure.
As far as I'm concerned, the lot of us might as well give life up so he gets more oxygen necessary to flourish further.
Maybe I'm over-selling him because we share blood, but if anyone deserves a scholarship to read Law in a university in the United Kingdom, it's him. No, seriously, if you do know of any decent, comprehensive scholarship to read Law in the UK, please do drop me a note in the comments space below. Helping out a real bro here. Thank you.
He's still my younger brother who ran to hide behind me whenever mother needed to whoop his ass. I don't care what you say about his muscles now.
That said, I dare say he's one of the most interesting persons I know so far. At a tender age, he made it into the Gifted Education Programme, an event which surprised the entire primary school we both were in at the time, but a move that was highly encouraged for someone of his calibre.
Fast-forward to today and he's acing Law after a rather tumultuous period which saw him grow up into quite the fellow now.
He broke a school record or two in the sports he participated in. He's gotten more scholarships in the past few years than there are immigrants to Singapore. A winner's trophy in Law-related competitions here and there now decorate his humble living space. A good heart lies within as he volunteers his help with unfortunate children born with mental retardation. Some young ones have been fortunate enough to have him as a tuition teacher as he earns extra keep to not stress the family's already strained resources. He plays the acoustic guitar, but chose to sing in a school event like it was our bathroom. If anyone says guys can't multi-task, the Macbook Air and Samsung Galaxy S3 that I suspect is wired to his consciousness would prove everyone wrong.
Also, he cooks a mean meal and crochets and makes bracelets and now does woodwork for leisure.
As far as I'm concerned, the lot of us might as well give life up so he gets more oxygen necessary to flourish further.
Maybe I'm over-selling him because we share blood, but if anyone deserves a scholarship to read Law in a university in the United Kingdom, it's him. No, seriously, if you do know of any decent, comprehensive scholarship to read Law in the UK, please do drop me a note in the comments space below. Helping out a real bro here. Thank you.
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| Dremel, oh Dremel. He's good with wood. |
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| Perfecting the art of Excellence Wherever. |
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| He duplicated a ring of mine in wood. |
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| A Google Nexus 7 tablet stand etched with Winnie the Pooh for my mother. |
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| What have you done today? |
06 October 2013
Loyalty
Every day since we got Sheffield, my father grooms him. It's not his job, it's not his duty since I'm technically the fur ball's owner, and he certainly isn't obligated to do what he does - but he does.
When my father was growing up in Malaysia, I was regaled, his family had upwards of six dogs. He was also born in the year of the dog according to the Chinese zodiac. My mother, who grew up in the same neighbourhood he did, also was born in the same year. Just titbits of background information there, not sure if one thing correlates with another to his love and loyalty towards dogs. Maybe he just likes dogs.
What I do know is that he's a great father to me and to my best friend made of nothing but fur and only love to give.
That is enough.
When my father was growing up in Malaysia, I was regaled, his family had upwards of six dogs. He was also born in the year of the dog according to the Chinese zodiac. My mother, who grew up in the same neighbourhood he did, also was born in the same year. Just titbits of background information there, not sure if one thing correlates with another to his love and loyalty towards dogs. Maybe he just likes dogs.
What I do know is that he's a great father to me and to my best friend made of nothing but fur and only love to give.
That is enough.
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| Front row seats to a view of the world only he sees. I need a GoPro camera asap. |
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| Sheffield gets excited sometimes when he's comfortable. By sometimes I mean all the time. We kinda spoil him. |
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| It's not an easy job with this hyperactive fella, but he lets my father do it. |
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| Till next time. Treat your pets right. Don't fuck up. |
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