Room Service

I was reading this junk in my mailbox and it freakin made me laugh like mad. I wanted to post this here because it reminded me of how Tian Leng would have reacted to this e-mail. I bet he'd have something funny to say to this, and to imagine him laughing out loud to this room service conversation or him mimmicking the staff. It really brought back the good old memories of crazy, happy times when he was around.

To get the full effect, this should be read aloud. You will understand why I post this.

The following is a telephone exchange between a hotel guest and room-service, at a hotel in Asia, which was recorded and published in the Far East Economic Review. This has been nominated for the best email of 2007:

Room Service (RS): 'Morrin. Roon sirbees.'

Guest (G): 'Sorry, I thought I dialed room-service.'

RS: 'Rye..Roon sirbees..morrin! Jewish to oddor sunteen??'

G: 'Uh..yes.I'd like some bacon and eggs.'

RS: 'Ow July den?'

G: 'What??'

RS: 'Ow July den?...pryed, boyud, poochd?'

G : 'Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry, scrambled please.'

RS: 'Ow July dee baykem? Crease?'

G: 'Crisp will be fine.'

RS : 'Hokay. An Sahn toes?'

G: 'What?'

RS:'An toes. July Sahn toes?'

G: 'I don't think so.'

RS: 'No? Judo wan sahn toes??'

G: 'I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what 'judo wan sahn toes' means.'

RS: 'Toes! toes!...Why jew don juan toes? Ow bow Anglish moppin we bodder?'

G: 'English muffin!! I've got it! You were saying 'Toast.' Fine. Yes, an English muffin will be fine.'

RS: 'We bodder?'

G: 'No...just put the bodder on the side.'

RS: 'Wad! ?'

G: 'I mean butter...just put it on the side.'

RS: 'Copy?'

G: 'Excuse me?'

RS: 'Copy...tea...meel?'

G: 'Yes. Coffee, please, and that's all.'

RS: 'One Minnie. Scramah egg, crease baykem, Anglish moppin w bodder on sigh and copy....rye??'

G: 'Whatever you say.'

RS: 'Tenjewberrymuds.'

G : 'You're very welcome.'

LIVE STRONG

One night i was surfing the net, trying to find a Jay Chou song i heard month's ago on a fren's tribute blog. Having had difficulty locating it on utube, i decided to go back to the tribute blog to check it out. To my surprise, there were still people posting testimonials on it. I was so amazed and touched...wonder if i would have such privilege and pleasure like Tian Leng, to have such great family and frens to remember me when i leave this world.



Well anyway this post is not about me but I just wanted to share something with those who has lost someone really dear to them. As I had mentioned it to Hsieh May much earlier in the year...you know, you will never forget. Every hour, every minute..even to the last breath, it will feel like it was just yesterday, even though years have past. You will feel pain and sadness, you will wake up in the middle of the night in tears, crying and screaming in silence (so that you don't wake everyone else or to let others think you are going mad) - but you know, speaking from experience....you will heal, you will not forget - for they will live in your hearts. And yes, it will still feel like they had just left yesterday - even though, it has been years since that day they left. But, God has plans for us all. He knows when one's body is failing you so badly in this world, that it's best he took you back to his perfect world rather then to make you suffer. For the rest that remains in this world - well we will continue live and live strong. A friend once told me, "God will not put something in your path, if he didn't think you couldn't handle it". So, have faith and trust..sometimes we go through rough patches, but these experiences make us a stronger person.



LIVE STRONG and remember to pray for the souls of our dearly departed brothers and sisters...one day we shall reunite.





Sharon

The Space You Left Behind

I cried for you, sweet friend,

When I learned that you were gone,

The tears just kept on flowing,

For I don't know how long.



You must have known my heartache,

Though I was miles away,

But we'd touched hearts some time ago,

So I knew when you had left that day.



Friend, sister, buddy, cohort,

All of those, and more,

Tears we shared, and laughter, too,

Never ever were we bored.



Friends will come, and friends will go,

We say good-bye, and we move on,

But we're never quite the same again,

For a part of us has gone.



A heart is a symbol of love,

It is made in one piece and whole,

It grows fuller through the years,

With every friend we know.



But then when friends begin to leave,

And one by one, they disappear,

Leaner, thinner our hearts grow,

And cracks and crevices appear.



So now you've gone, my friend,

And my heart's forever changed,

Nothing can restore it,

It will never be the same.



The space you left behind

Is wide and deep, dear friend,

No one else can ever fill it,

Nor will it ever mend.

I am Thankful

FOR THE TEENAGER
WHO IS COMPLAINING ABOUT DOING DISHES
BECAUSE IT MEANS SHE or HE IS AT HOME,
NOT 'LEPAKING'.

FOR THE MESS TO CLEAN AFTER A PARTY
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE
BEEN SURROUNDED BY FRIENDS.

FOR THE CLOTHES THAT FIT A LITTLE TOO SNUG
BECAUSE IT MEANS
I HAVE ENOUGH TO EAT.

FOR MY SHADOW THAT WATCHES ME WORK
BECAUSE IT MEANS
I AM OUT IN THE SUNSHINE

FOR A GARDEN THAT NEEDS MOWING,
WINDOWS THAT NEED CLEANING,
AND GUTTERS THAT NEED FIXING
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE A HOME .

FOR THE PARKING SPOT
I FIND AT THE FAR END OF THE PARKING LOT
BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM CAPABLE OF WALKING
AND I HAVE BEEN BLESSED WITH TRANSPORTATION .

FOR MY HUGE UTILITIES BILL
BECAUSE IT MEANS
I LIVED COMFORTABLY .

FOR THE LADY BEHIND ME IN CHURCH OR TEMPLE
WHO SINGS OFF KEY
BECAUSE IT MEANS
I CAN HEAR.

FOR THE PILE OF LAUNDRY AND IRONING
BECAUSE IT MEANS
I HAVE CLOTHES TO WEAR.

FOR WEARINESS AND ACHING MUSCLES
AT THE END OF THE DAY
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE BEEN
CAPABLE OF WORKING HARD.

FOR THE ALARM THAT GOES OFF
IN THE EARLY MORNING HOURS
BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM ALIVE.


Live well, Laugh often, & Love with all of your heart!

You've got Mail

I was so busy I almost forgot to post this until Wai Seng texted me the other day.


Few months back, I posted about this freaky sms incident. It happened again last month. I received 3 new messages, 2 of them - 1 from my bride about setting appointment and another 1 was sms blast on some sales/promotion. The 3rd sms was from Tian Leng. I clicked on it, and then it dissappeared. Well, at least this time I had a witness so I know I'm not crazy.

So where is his phone & SIM card? Somewhere in the closet, totally out of battery and no credit.

Purpose Driven Life (cont..)

I like the bit Hsieh May wrote on the " Purpose Driven Life". It is a great book and was on the best seller chart for a long time. The author Dick Warren also wrote an accompanyiny workbook "40 Days of Purpose" and there is also a VCD on how to study the book. After reading the book you will look at life from a different perspective.

I like what Hsieh May wrote on" Love". I want to add more to what Hsieh May wrote on "love"......

"If I could speak in any language in heaven and on earth but did not love others, I would only be making a meaningless noise like a loud gong or a clanging cymbals....and if I knew all the mysteries of the future and knew everything about everything but did not love others what good would I be?...If I gave everything I have to the poor and even sacrificed my body, I could boast about it but if I do not love others, I would be of no value whatsoever.

Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous or boastful or proud or rude. Love does not demand its own ways. Love is not irritable and it keeps no record of when it has been wronged. It is never glad about injustice but rejoices when the truth is out. Love never gives up, never loses faith. It's always hopeful, and endures through every circumstances. Love will last forever. There are three things that will endure:- Faith, Hope and Love and the greatest of these is LOVE."

Tian Leng had loved and we had returned that love to the point of great pain in losing him.But a little bit of him will always live in each of us and that is the love he had given.

Sa Khor

PS Tien Kheng, are you still following the Blog.

The Purpose Driven Life

Was reading this book and would like to share some of the excerpts here.

The Best Use of Life is Love

Love leaves a legacy. How you treated other people, not your wealth or accomplishments, is the most enduring impact you can leave on earth. As Mother Teresa said, "Its not what you do, but how much love you put into it that matters." Love is the secret of a lasting heritage.

I have been at the bedside of many people in their final moments, when they stand on the edge of eternity, and I have never heard anyone say, "Bring me my diplomas! I want to look at them one more time." When life on earth is ending, people don't surround themselves with objects. What we want around us is people - people we love and have relationships with.

In our final moments we all realise that relationships are what life is all about. Wisdom is learning that truth sooner or rather than later. Don't wait until you're on your deathbed to figure out that nothing matters more.

We will be evaluated on our love. The third reason to make learning to love the goal of your life is that it is what we will be evaluated on in eternity. One of the ways God measures spiritual maturity is by the quality of your relationships. In heaven God won't say, "Tell me about your career, your bank account and your hobbies." Instead, he will review how you treated other people, particularly those in need. Jesus said the way to love him is to love his family and care for their practical needs: "Truly I tell you, just as you did it to one fo the least of these who are members of my family, you did it to me."

When you transfer into eternity, you will leave everything else behind. All you're taking with you is your character. That's why the bible says, "The only thing that counts is faith expressing itself through love."

The Best Expression of Love is Time

Time is your most precious gift because you only have a set amount of it. You can make more money, but you can't make more time. When you give someone your time, you are giving them a portion of your life that you'll never get back. Your time is your life. That is why the greatest gift you can give someone is your time.

You are Not an Accident

You are who you are for a reason.
You're part of an intricate plan.
You're precious and perfect unique design,
called God's special woman or man.

You look like you look for a reason.
Our God made no mistake.
He knit you together within the womb,
You're just what he wanted to make.

The parents you had were the ones he chose,
And no matter how you may feel,
They were custom-designed with GOd's plan in mind,
And they bear the Master's seal.

No, the trauma you faced was not easy.
And God wept that it hurt you so;
But it was allowed to shape your heart
So that into his likeness you'd grow.

You are who you are for a reason,
You've been formed by the Master's rod.
You are who you are, beloved,
Because there is a God!



Luv,
Hsieh May