young@heart

on Monday, April 20, 2009
at 12:15 AM




Always make it a point to have fun through the tough times because you're never gonna get that same time back. And you wouldn't want to spend it with a long face and a frown.

Happy birthday, both of you. =]

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Emotionale

on Thursday, April 16, 2009
at 1:54 AM





I think this would be the 6th time i'm doing this since 3 and a half years ago.

Mocks next week, Finals in June bla bla bla.

Tata for now. I'll be back in June (or earlier) for more updates on my exciting life after college! whoopaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa






Dear Diary

on Monday, April 13, 2009
at 12:38 AM


Dear diary, I haven't been seeing you for awhile. I know I can't find an excuse to explain my absence. I'm no designer, I'm no photographer. I'm no student accountant, I'm no digital solutions provider. I don't talk to people well, I don't drink much, I don't smoke, nor do I have an astounding physique. Like my friend, Lee Kes Sam.

The only thing I am and I have, is myself, in my quest to find my greater purpose. My supernatural reason for my existence on earth, my churning life. What's after SPM? What's after my professional qualification? What's after my career kickstart? What's after my business? What's after finding the one of my dreams? What's after three kids and a wife? What's after lung cancer? What's after old age?

So many fracturing and poisoning questions amazingly flood through your mind, yet they flush out your thought train the moment a distraction mugs your attention away.

As for now, I have my usual semesterly nerding to do in preparation for my mocks, intensive revisions and finals. And after that. I truly hope I would have done my best to graduate from this teen life, into my future full of responsibilities, just awaiting me.

So farewell, my dear diary. And always remember your the ultimate question throughout your existence...





What is after life.




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When it all comes to reality, where do you go?

on Saturday, April 04, 2009
at 4:13 AM





Allow your senses to drop, allow them to relax; Allow your spirit to roam, allow it to soar. Feel the silence in you, and shut out the noise outside. When you're ready, take a deep breath.

For many ages, we feel the growing emptiness as friends and family adjourn to a faraway land, we feel the guilt of not spending enough time with them, we equip our 20/20 vision and look back at the past, seeing everything so clear now, "we should've done this", "we should've done that", and fail to realize the value of something greater than just the bond that integrates us all. We panic toward the future yet we sigh with mundane expectations of it. We call out to nature, hoping that it will care for us in times of need, when we are without these important souls, when we are alone, when we get back up and continue our journey to seek a greater purpose in life.

All I'm saying is, when the going gets emotionally tough, all you need to do is look at life as it happens now, and not what you plan for it to happen. Just allow your senses to rest, allow your spirit to fly, and take that breather you cast your oath upon, the oath that contains your word of determination, of vigilance, of aspiration and of peace.

And remember, celebrate the joy you had all the while, with your close ones, with your enemies, celebrate to free your chains, locking you down to desolation, self-pity, pessimism and solitary isolation, celebrate in recognition of existence, of respect, for glimmer and glory, for trust and empathy.


Celebrate.



















































Celebrate.

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My name is Jon without a H. They call me the boy who's in the wrong academic course - I'm doing ACCA. You'll figure out the rest.

I sway in and out of basketball, rock climbing, frisbee and gym-ing as sports, but I always stick to graphic design and photography. My dream is to either start and develop an advertising and design company, or design and implement a revolutionary accounting and control system for a multi-national IT company. Sounds crazy?

Watch me!

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