My Longkang

Another rubbish post tonight. It is about facebook, twitter and blogging. It seems to me more and more younger blogger friends of mine are abandoning blogging for facebook and twitter. Collectively I think the average age of bloggers has risen with the increasing popularity of facebook and twitter.
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The Chinese New Year celebrations is a long affair. 15 days to be exact.
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I was trudging along while Mrs BB was of all things shopping for dresses, I would have expected this activity to stop now that Chinese New Year is over but apparently it hasn’t stopped. If there is one thing I don’t like it is going shopping for dresses with Mrs Bengbeng. She will find a dress she would like to try and then hand over her hand bag for me to carry while she tries it out.
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Benghui approached me. Asked me how I was. Then he told me he had prayed for my swift recovery.”Was I well now”. he asked. “Of course”. I said because indeed I felt better. The wonder of antibiotics and the faith of a small child.
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From beautiful ladies fashion

Lovely Long Sleeve Dress

When I was young, Chinese New Year was not just an occasion. It was the occasion. We looked forward to it . It was the only time we ate and ate until like a goldfish our tummies would expand until it could expand no more. Then aping the ways of the elders, the children would gather in small groups and play card games. Money was everything, even then. I loved to play mahjong. I played mahjong since I was seven years old. I seriously believe it helped with my learning of Mathematics as a student.
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I can’t believe it. For the first time since I started this blog I have nothing to say. Perhaps it is due to Facebook. It has given me an avenue to express myself so blogging hasn’t become an addictive thingy any more.
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From Benghui

Normal routine. Came home from work exhausted and decided to rest for a while before going for a swim. Slept until seven. Plans for swim canceled. Asked Benghui to fetch me a plate of rice while I waited at the dining table. As I was about to eat I noticed Benghui was not eating. “I am not hungry daddy,” he said.
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I heard through the grapevine of a friend’s death. It set me off on a morbid trend of thought. At my age, I have outlived quite a number of my friends from my childhood until today. I am more accepting with the older generation passing away as everybody has his/her allotted time on this earth before it is game over but the passing of younger ones make me feel more pain.
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From countdown 2010

Based on a coversation over a bowl of kue tiow tomyam at Sri Meranti

Often fate offers us an uncomfortable situation and we just have to face it. A philandering husband, a wife who has brought financial distress to the home through her gambling habits, a son’s disciplinary problems, a daughter’s obstinate obsession with a totally uncool guy from the other side of the tracks, a daughter-in-law who refuses to lift a finger to help around the house, the busybody relative, the colleague who makes life miserable for everybody in the workplace… the list is endless.
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