Hitting the limits..

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I almost forgot that I actually still have a blog here, and after looking back, I've noticed how terribly 'un-updated' it is..

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Just came back from KL trip yesterday, and I realised one thing..

Using plastic cash is so tempting...

Guess what, I'm already hitting the limits for my card, and I think I have to put it away for some time..

"No more holiday spending until 2010"

It's like I'm attempting to lock a devouring monster in a plastic cage...

*Sighs...

2007 moving to 2008...

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Have you ever dreamed of a white Christmas? I'd prefer to celebrate it in the tropical weather..

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As I'm writing off the final chapters of my '2007 chronicles', I slowly plot the storylines for the next book '2008'. Looking back, the year's been full of ups and downs, memories and nightmares. I'd guess that nothing is perfect in the world, each and every experience is an opportunity to learn new things, to measure your character and to test perseverance.

Today, as everyone is happily getting wasted on the Christmas night, I'd stay in front of my reliable lappy to reflect on my highlights and perhaps some of my lowlights which happened in the last 360 days. I guess, in another 5 days or so, I'd need to set myself a new path, direction to make sure what happened before does not repeat itself.

Nevertheless, I believe that life itself should be celebrated, other occasions are just reasons to make life richer, more memorable and most importantly celebrate gratitude to life and to everyone contributing to our lives.

Neglect all the nonsense above, as it is past bed-time and my mind is now set to auto-pilot. So, what I ACTUALLY want to say is MERRY CHRISTMAS and a HAPPY NEW YEAR to all my family members, my lads and pals, my acquaintances, people who know me but I don't know them and yadda-yadda. All the best to all of you and thank you all for making me who I am today in the final days of 2007. May it be good times or bad times, I thank you all for painting some part in my book of '2007'.

Daddy.. where do I come from?

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Nasty schedule, hectic working hours and lots of tea with clients.. That sums up my current working time.. LOL...

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Often, little kids pop up 'the question', which leaves the poor parent(s) stammering with a vague answer. Little does the kid know, the usual response is seldom the truth, some may just be brushed off without any answer, leaving the poor kid searching in curiosity.

'Mommy/Daddy, where do I come from?'

Or..

'Mommy/Daddy, where do babies come from?'

Questions as such is always accompanied with a very innocent and curious look from the eyes, and the parent(s) is always in a dilemma to tell the real process of how they were actually made up..

They just can't say..

'Daddy made a mistake, forgotten to buy a special balloon and thats how you are here.'

Or,

'One beautiful morning, a white stork carrying a small bag flew to our chimney and dropped you on our unlit fireplace.'

With such vast media sources nowadays, the above statements just don't cut it anymore. What if they really google for the fact and realize that what 'Daddy' or 'Mommy' says is a lie afterall?

Of course, they can't just illustrate the steamy and illicit sessions on how they 'made' babies to the kid at such tender age. So the question is, 'How to overcome 'the question', without revealing too much and at the same time not telling a terrible lie?'

Of course, not everyone is like Luke Skywalker in StarWars, where he doesn't even know who the hell is his dad till Darth Vader unveils the horrible truth..

So, I happened to stumble upon a wise fella who answers like this:

'Its a little love from Daddy, a little love from Mommy and LOTS of love form God.. That's how you came about..'

Hmm.... fascinating...