Youngest kid of six with an inferiority and black sheep complex, but determined that God saves not just his soul to heaven but the remainder of his manic-depressive life, so others won't say he became a Christian and remained a jerk.


On identity
i won't be transparent before i'm opaque. and you'll get to know me starting from the small things: who my favourite bands are. what kind of movies i like. who are my heroes.

On Christianity
I’m convinced that when confronted with sincere, real love, the Jesus factor will become obvious. But let’s not plant the cross before we carry it. I’m not trying to con you.

On dreams
Some dreams are meant to be achieved. I know that. But maybe other dreams are meant to drive us, privately. Never known to anyone but ourselves.


On melancholy
It is a sadness that, when choosing between crying and sighing, will choose sighing. I'd almost say that melancholy is being sad about sadness itself.

On memory and nostalgia
It saddens me when life moves forward and people decide that certain things are worth forgetting.

On language
I've learnt that the word irregardless is filed as a non-standard word in the English language. That's a lexicographer's way of saying it's not a real word.

On politics
Crowds are fickle things. So when we stand in the thousands and cry against the present government, do we know who we're actually crying for?

On society
People always want the best for themselves. But I want to sometimes take second or third or fourth best, just so that the loser down the road doesn't always have to come in last. It must feel like shit to always come in last.

On growing old
Leasehold property make me feel sad. It doesn't matter how old the family photos are that you put on your wall. It's your family but it's not really your wall.

On philosophy
I ask you, if God loves everyone, and if God is also incapable of loving evil, how can there be such a thing as an evil man?

On a daily basis
One line quips, like this.


Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Tuesday, Cyberjaya - The young man who has been posting in this blog all day has revealed in a press release that he is "alright". Fergus Ong, 25, who had "a rubbish day" yesterday has come out to thank all who called him worried, but wants to tell them that he is in good hands.

"Apart from a distinctly hollow feeling in my stomach, which could very well be attributed to a lousy lunch, i am feeling alright", Ong said. "I'm not always completely honest here - i play with my cards very close to me, and i only give peaks to the few i trust. sometimes, when i come on here and put honesty on the table, it can sound quite frightening, and rightly so. sometimes, turmoil and its resolution lose a lot when translated into words on a screen".

Ong also gave glory to God, of whom he says "has been like my best friend, and in fact is". He has been performing his duties at work as per normal and is looking forward to applying the "attitude of brokenness" spoken of on Sunday by SIB pastor, Dr Lew Lee Choo.

"Pastor Lee Choo said that you don't need an event to be broken, it's an attitude", continued Ong. "But I just had a conglomerate of small events and now I think I have the right attitude. They tell us to trust only in God, but it's always just a cliche until it becomes real to you".

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