If you would be a real seeker after truth, it is necessary that at least once in your life you doubt, as far as possible, all things.
- Rene Descartes
I doubt I want to doubt at that level.
Friday, September 26, 2008
A leettle-a beet pertoorbed. Bork bork bork!
I em nut heppy thet I vesn't cunsoolted in erees I cuoold hefe-a cuntreebooted. Bork bork bork! I em elveys veelling tu help. Vhy luuk pest me-a? It's demureleezing. (Sheke-a heed).
I need tu meke-a a cunsceeuoos deceesiun tu let it get tu me-a oor oofercume-a it. Um de hur de hur de hur. Thet oozeers dun't recugneeze-a my ebeelity metters nut. Um de hur de hur de hur.
I need tu meke-a a cunsceeuoos deceesiun tu let it get tu me-a oor oofercume-a it. Um de hur de hur de hur. Thet oozeers dun't recugneeze-a my ebeelity metters nut. Um de hur de hur de hur.
Monday, September 22, 2008
Wrong posting
I posted the previous blog entry in the PT Tutors blog. I spotted the mistake and removed it, posting it here instead.
However, damage has been done. The PT Tutors blog is connected to a Google Group and the post was sent to every member in the Group!
You have heard about not driving when you are not up to it. Let me tell you, don't blog unless you have a clear mind. And when you confused one colleague from another, it's tell tale sign you don't have a clear mind.
However, damage has been done. The PT Tutors blog is connected to a Google Group and the post was sent to every member in the Group!
You have heard about not driving when you are not up to it. Let me tell you, don't blog unless you have a clear mind. And when you confused one colleague from another, it's tell tale sign you don't have a clear mind.
I don't know?
(I posted this into another blog by mistake. Good thing I realized the mistake and moved it back here.)
One very easy way to get under my skin is to tell me I don't know something I know.
I used to be a proud person. I think I have changed. But please try not to cross the line.
I am not boastful of my linguistic skills. But I do take pride (as in value, not see highly) in my work. So, don't come and criticize my translation and tell me others will laugh when you don't even seem to master even 1 language.
I have been working with PowerPoint for years in my pre-sale and sales career. Please don't tell me only so and so know how to fix a PowerPoint problem (with the obvious exclusion of my name in the list.) It's even funnier when those people named actually came to me for advice on the same issue.
I have been working on the various departments of my office. Don't tell me I don't know something because it's something to do with accounting. I don't have a degree in accounting. Do I have to go get a job as an accountant to prove I understand? (not that it's going to be easy to land an accounting job for me.)
In my heyday, I would have lashed out mercilessly.
Today, I am thinking. Does it matter?
One very easy way to get under my skin is to tell me I don't know something I know.
I used to be a proud person. I think I have changed. But please try not to cross the line.
I am not boastful of my linguistic skills. But I do take pride (as in value, not see highly) in my work. So, don't come and criticize my translation and tell me others will laugh when you don't even seem to master even 1 language.
I have been working with PowerPoint for years in my pre-sale and sales career. Please don't tell me only so and so know how to fix a PowerPoint problem (with the obvious exclusion of my name in the list.) It's even funnier when those people named actually came to me for advice on the same issue.
I have been working on the various departments of my office. Don't tell me I don't know something because it's something to do with accounting. I don't have a degree in accounting. Do I have to go get a job as an accountant to prove I understand? (not that it's going to be easy to land an accounting job for me.)
In my heyday, I would have lashed out mercilessly.
Today, I am thinking. Does it matter?
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
My house was broken into
I received a call from Kathleen at 5:45 p.m. yesterday. She calmly told me someone broke into our house. Jesse's tuition money (about RM150 to RM200) was stolen.
After a few phone calls, we found out K's new HP Compaq (still under installment), an old Acer, an old Canon printer and more cash were taken away.
The padlock to the grille door was gone.
The caterer's son who sent the food noticed the house open around noon. (Although why he didn't tell us immediately remains a mystery. I would have called you if I see your house wide open.)
So, it must have happened in the morning.
A futsal court is being built in the field in front of my house. The workers are very hardworking. They work night and day. And my house can still get broken into.
I walked to the SEA Park police station to make a report. I was given the option to type the report myself. It was ok, I think I could type faster. Before I left, a Chinese couple came in to report a break in. They stay near Cheow Yang.
I was told to go to the Kelana Jaya police station since my place falls under the jurisdiction of the Kelana Jaya police station.
I went back to the office to wait for K. She dropped Jesse to his tuition class (that's near the Maybank Uptown branch, where my mom's boss was robbed in BROAD DAY LIGHT the moment he stepped out of the bank. The robbers took his car keys but didn't take his cars. We think they don't know how to drive.) We then went to the Kelana Jaya police station. It didn't take long. The Sargeant Major talked to me a bit and told me his officers would visit my house and asked me to go home first. Just when I reached the car where K was waiting, he called and asked me to lead his men to my house.
Three officers went to my house and took some pictures. Their CSI is very simple. They asked some questions, took some pictures and promised to ask around the next day. I was expecting them to dust for finger prints. The burglar went upstairs and switched on the light in my master room.
Either way, we are glad that none of us got hurt. What was lost are just possessions that can be replaced.
Collin and Mandy who were IMing with me found out first. I got immediate response from Ps Reynold, Ps Melissa, Grace, James and Jen via calls / SMS. I shared with my boss.
Brother Francis and Elder Stephen visited us separately. I understand you prayed for us during the corporate prayer. I also received calls / SMS / emails from Ps Alexa, Ps David, Dennis, Danny, Wen Jye. That shows you do care. And this is the way other can tell we are disciples of Christ.
Just tell me how I can care for you too.
We are considering the following measures:
Either way, the only security we can have is from Him. And this came just after I preached about Phil 4:6-7 on Sunday. We do have the peace.
Once again, thank you for your prayers and love.
After a few phone calls, we found out K's new HP Compaq (still under installment), an old Acer, an old Canon printer and more cash were taken away.
The padlock to the grille door was gone.
The caterer's son who sent the food noticed the house open around noon. (Although why he didn't tell us immediately remains a mystery. I would have called you if I see your house wide open.)
So, it must have happened in the morning.
A futsal court is being built in the field in front of my house. The workers are very hardworking. They work night and day. And my house can still get broken into.
I walked to the SEA Park police station to make a report. I was given the option to type the report myself. It was ok, I think I could type faster. Before I left, a Chinese couple came in to report a break in. They stay near Cheow Yang.
I was told to go to the Kelana Jaya police station since my place falls under the jurisdiction of the Kelana Jaya police station.
I went back to the office to wait for K. She dropped Jesse to his tuition class (that's near the Maybank Uptown branch, where my mom's boss was robbed in BROAD DAY LIGHT the moment he stepped out of the bank. The robbers took his car keys but didn't take his cars. We think they don't know how to drive.) We then went to the Kelana Jaya police station. It didn't take long. The Sargeant Major talked to me a bit and told me his officers would visit my house and asked me to go home first. Just when I reached the car where K was waiting, he called and asked me to lead his men to my house.
Three officers went to my house and took some pictures. Their CSI is very simple. They asked some questions, took some pictures and promised to ask around the next day. I was expecting them to dust for finger prints. The burglar went upstairs and switched on the light in my master room.
Either way, we are glad that none of us got hurt. What was lost are just possessions that can be replaced.
Collin and Mandy who were IMing with me found out first. I got immediate response from Ps Reynold, Ps Melissa, Grace, James and Jen via calls / SMS. I shared with my boss.
Brother Francis and Elder Stephen visited us separately. I understand you prayed for us during the corporate prayer. I also received calls / SMS / emails from Ps Alexa, Ps David, Dennis, Danny, Wen Jye. That shows you do care. And this is the way other can tell we are disciples of Christ.
Just tell me how I can care for you too.
We are considering the following measures:
- Installing CCTVs
- Installing alarm
- Get a dog (we do have different opinions on what dog to get)
Either way, the only security we can have is from Him. And this came just after I preached about Phil 4:6-7 on Sunday. We do have the peace.
Once again, thank you for your prayers and love.
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
Ten Most Used Excuses
While browsing materials for the following Sunday, I bumped into this.
1. I forgot.
2. No one told me to go ahead.
3. I didn’t think it was that important.
4. Wait until the boss comes back and ask him.
5. I didn’t know you were in a hurry for it.
6. That’s the way we’ve always done it.
7. That’s not in my department.
8. How was I to know this was different'
9. I’m waiting for an O.K.
10. That’s his job—not mine.
Tuesday, September 02, 2008
3 steps to destructions
We watched NCIS followed by the return of Criminal Minds last night.
In NCIS, someone killed following the pattern of Deep Six, a fictional work of Agent McGee under the name of Thom. E. Gemcity. Ducky examined three outrageous fan letters and detailed the 3 development stages of a stalker, namely attraction, obsession and destruction.
I think this is true of temptation and sin in life. One is attracted to something, sex, alcohol, power, money, computer games, etc. In the beginning, one tries it for fun and enjoys it. Then one gets hooked. One will do anything within one's power to get more of it. In the end, the obsession destroys lives, breaks relationships, wrecks homes, etc.
At stage three, a lot of damage control is required. It takes lots of time and effort to remedy the situation. Oftentimes, scars remained.
At stage two, it's hard to turn back. It takes a great effort. The mind is no longer in control.
At stage one, it's still not too late. It's a lot easier to run away.
It's best not to start.
In NCIS, someone killed following the pattern of Deep Six, a fictional work of Agent McGee under the name of Thom. E. Gemcity. Ducky examined three outrageous fan letters and detailed the 3 development stages of a stalker, namely attraction, obsession and destruction.
I think this is true of temptation and sin in life. One is attracted to something, sex, alcohol, power, money, computer games, etc. In the beginning, one tries it for fun and enjoys it. Then one gets hooked. One will do anything within one's power to get more of it. In the end, the obsession destroys lives, breaks relationships, wrecks homes, etc.
At stage three, a lot of damage control is required. It takes lots of time and effort to remedy the situation. Oftentimes, scars remained.
At stage two, it's hard to turn back. It takes a great effort. The mind is no longer in control.
At stage one, it's still not too late. It's a lot easier to run away.
It's best not to start.
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