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Thursday, October 13, 2005

Sadness is ...

Seeing my young children suffered with illness (fever, cold, cough) yet can't help to ease their pain.

Kena numbers but no kena price in 4D.

Seeing more and more white hair sprouting out from my head.

Seeing my bank account figures becoming smaller and smaller.

With the delicious fried chicken in front of me but cannot eat because my cha-bo-lang says it is too oily for me.

Did not realise the expiry date for the contest application forms until it is expired.

Did not have the usual appetite when having buffet meals.

Eyes not sharp enough to see that the Traffic Police was standing behind the bus stop when I drove inside bus lane during peak hour.

Forget to insert cash card in the van when entering the ERP gantry.

When on leave yet fell sick during the period and wasted the day leave.

When boss instructs me to rush some documents urgently at precisely 17:59 hours after he sees me packing my bag and ready to go home.

Missed the lift when I am late for work.

Try to eat into the parking time by tearing the parking coupon starting at a later time and suay suay kena Aunty very on the ball to check that parking area.

Unable to speak and write better English.

When my cha-bo-lang always says she is too tired, having a headache/backache/muscle-ache, scared wake the children up, no mood, just bathed, etc etc when Old Beng me want.....

The list can go on and on and on......


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  • At Thursday, October 13, 2005 1:31:00 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Old Beng, Li ho Bo ?

    When Ah Beng Soh bery tired, it's time to use your hand campaign.

  • At Thursday, October 13, 2005 4:12:00 PM , Blogger Old Beng said...

    chao ah beng,

    Wa ho ho, li ho bo?

    You are very right, I want to use my hands to play mahjong with her but everytime those were her usual excuses, so I cannot play with her lor :)

  • At Thursday, October 13, 2005 5:05:00 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Old Beng,

    Please lah, cannot play mahjong, too noisy, you will wake up your 12 children and oso the whole neighbourhood. Use your hand to mop the floor, wash the dishes, then massage beng soh since she got headache, backache and muscle ache and tuck her to bed since she got no mood to do household chores.

  • At Thursday, October 13, 2005 6:03:00 PM , Blogger 孺子牛 said...

    Old Beng,

    I think use your mouth campaign would be better......

    Talked to her with your honeyed words, make her shiok, then she will do more housework.

  • At Thursday, October 13, 2005 6:17:00 PM , Blogger Old Beng said...

    chao ahbeng
    ha ha you are right again, mahjong too noisy at night that's why my cha-bo-lang rejected me.

    lau qin
    thanks for your kind suggestion, will try out tonight :)

  • At Friday, October 14, 2005 12:14:00 AM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Hi Old Beng,

    To me, Sadness is.. not being able to describe the throbbing pain gnawing at my heart. It's totally undescribeable!

    Hope you have a great time using your hand and mouth tonite. But from a lady's pov, watching an action-packed video together will solve the problem. See action, must action mah!


  • At Friday, October 14, 2005 9:47:00 AM , Blogger Old Beng said...

    Hello Monkichi
    Whatever happened, life will and must go on. How about writing them out, a little at a time, and as days go by and with all the pain and unhappiness pouring out from your heart, you may feel slighty better. Though I dont think the pain will subside totally even 10, 20 or 30 years down the road. You will most likely still feel the pain when you are old and at your death-bed.

    Everybody encounters pain, yeah it's true, whether one is rich or poor, male or female.

    It may be heart-breaking relationship, lost of a closed relative, framed by ex-colleagues, wrongly accused by once "good buddy", fighting with siblings, whole-life's saving conned by con-man, etc etc.

    Share my favourite little poem with you:

    I feel the blues
    Cos I have no shoes
    But upon the street
    I met a guy with no feet

    Just wondering why I couldn't see your blog "Thinner N Thinner"? Did you stop your blog? Share your current or new blog with us and we will sure to share your feelings.

    Meanwhile, you take care ya!?!

  • At Friday, October 14, 2005 6:16:00 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Oldbeng oi oldbeng, c children sick u pain n sian, then y u want so many.
    who dun kena number dun kena money in 4D, ur group of fren alot like tat wat, u 4gotten.
    hello, white hair go dye la saloon
    ur bank book i dun c, how i knw u got how much in there
    aiya yr cha-bo-lang not in then 'daou jiak' la
    dun know expiry date, no appetite, eye not sharp, 4get tis 4get tat hello tis is sign of old age, time 4 u 2 go liao.
    u also so gong gong wan, on leave c doctor take MC, c after ur leave ma then another day off la.
    hei, u pack ur bag infront ur boss u damn good la
    miss the lift, u knw in tis world there's tis thing call "STAIRCASE" climp la
    packing 'jiak diam xiang' no wonder aunty so on the ball now all b'cos of u, sabo
    english no good then what is tis blog 4
    hei u shld get a osim massage chair 4 ur cha-bo-lang liao, soonest or later she will ask u' dun believe u c la.


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