A Revival 7 Years too long

When I started this blog on 29 June 2006, 7 years ago, I expected it to be a lively, happening platform where there will be weekly updates, where ppl share their views, grievances, happiness, sorrows etc.

7 yrs on, I am still the one trying to keep this going, with the first entry since more than a year ago.

Yes, I’m bloody disappointed.

But I’m also bloody glad I started it. If not, some of the memories will forever be erased and never documented.

In the spirit of why I started this in the first place, I will air all my opinions, controversial or not, to garner more comments, entries etc.

Disclaimer first, the opinions I state is purely mine alone, and they are by no means correct. No one is. I am merely voicing my thoughts, imperfect or otherwise. Positive/negative comments are more welcome, you know by now I can take both the good and bad, no worries at all.

In about 5 months, I will be 30 yrs old. Most of us will be. I will skip the grow old recital for the next entry. If you read my very first blog entry again, you will realise I kept emphasising that meetups will be few and far between. 

7 years on, I did not expect it to be so few and so far between.

To address my stand on meetups again, I really hate going town on weekends unless super necessary. Supper on weekends I steady. Jio me for dinner, movie or supper any weekday and I am more than happy to join if I’m free. Again, I stress that having to work the next day is totally not an issue for me. What is an issue for me is letting this golden period of life pass me by and realise when I’m 50 that I should have met up more with my friends instead of going home straight after work because ‘I have to work the next day’. That, to me, is a total failure on multiple levels. Living for weekends is such indignance, I can’t even use words to adequately express this. 

Yes, I totally agree that everyone has their own set of priorities in life. However, choosing sleep over meetups is still something I am painfully trying to learn to accept with little success (I don’t think I ever will in this lifetime).  I don’t know bout you guys, but I look forward to every supper, H2H, dinner, lah liang sessions after soccer because I know that that is when I will have the most laughter and tisiao moments that week. That is the best stress-reliever one can ever wish for. In my opinion, that is the essence of GMH. No one can ever replicate that, even if they try. That is what makes us special. Sadly, such moments have been fewer with time, and attendance has been poor for reasons I shudder to even think about.

Back to choosing to live rather than get sucked into senseless rat race.

On a personal level, the moment I realised this during my army days, I promised myself to keep to this mantra. Nearly 8 yrs on, I’m damn glad I made the choices I made.

Since I made that decision, the people I met, the places I’ve been to, the experiences I had, the memories will stick with me till my dying days. I’m darn certain had I chosen the ‘safe’ option, none of these things will have happened.

Hence, you heard it first (exclusive to GMH members), next year you can expect something major happening in my life again. I have experienced the corporate life for more than 2 years now, it is exactly what I envisioned. You work hard, you get promoted, you get a pay raise, then what? I’m beginning to slip into a comfort zone, and that, to be brutally honest, is damn bloody scary. It is a recipe for death by monotony, which to me, equates to physical death.

When I started out, I set myself a challenge and am proud to announce that I have achieved what I expected myself to accomplish, and more. Absolutely zero regrets, even with the mistakes I made along the way.

On a side note, I have always enjoyed weddings. When Amanda got married I was elated for her. Now, she is a proud mum! Many weddings are going to take place next year, I am really looking forward to them. I consider it pure bliss for 2 people to find each other, fall in love, and make a vow to spend the rest of their lives together. It is always an emotional moment for me to see the photo montage at the beginning and know that I helped shaped the person who is on stage, however small role I might have played in his life. Hence, I promise I will attend all your weddings. It is something I will not miss for the world.

In conclusion, I have much more things to write about which can easily surpass 100 pages, but I don’t want to pour out my soul on this first entry after so long. I sincerely hope many of you will post stuff as well. This entry is merely meant to be a test to gauge the level of response. When it picks up, I will talk about deeper stuff.

Meantime, I await your responses while we mull over one of my favourite life quotes of all time from The Dalai Lama.

You’ll Never Walk Alone,

Alonso

(I’m going to donate blood again soon, will call u guys along. Steady.)