Yeo's Green Tea

(Disclaimer: This entry is solely based on the imagination, thoughts and reflection of the writer. It bears no relations, or is nor an advertisement campaign by Yeo Hup Seng Ltd, or "Not-too-sweet" , or any of the affiliates of the Beverage Giant.)

I've stopped drinking Yeo's Green Tea. No, not because it is 'not-too-sweet' now, nor it is because it was too sweet to begin with. It also isn't because I had some bad experiences with the drink, or there's this rumour around town that it isn't good for my body. In fact, it seems that green tea is good for health. An anti-oxidant (and if you want to know more, please, feel free to click, www.yahoo.com and then enter 'G-R-E-E-N T-E-A' into the search box, and remember, hit enter)

I remember my first encounter with Yeo's Green Tea. The first time it entered the market, and the drink stall holder passed me a can during one recess, and told me, 'Its on the house, try it... Its.. new.'

I smiled.

And it entered my daily diet during recess. Something else during lunch.

I enjoyed the unique taste with smooth finish, with the crisp Jasmine twang, and the dry Green Tea. It somehow went well with most food I ate, taken chilled it leaves that sweet after-taste lingering on your tongue for some time.

So, why did I stop drinking Yeo's Green Tea if all I had for it, were compliments?

That distinct taste of Green Tea, drank today, brings my mind back to the days were I was sitting in my school canteen, chatting away in my most unguarded moment, enjoying the company of my friends.

That very distinct taste of Green Tea, reminded me of my secondard school life; the Place, the People. I recall the lessons my teachers taught me, textbook-based, or lifeskills. My mind races back into time, replaying the precious moments where I was with my friends.

Blowing up in my mind, the smoke clears to a stage where I remember my teachers chatting with me, some crying with me, going through life together. The laughters, uncontrollable ones, the smiles, the encouragement, the pain. The reality to live.

Imparting their's to mine.

The way they lived their lives, was a stark reminder that grades, weren't everything.

I find it so hard not to mention names, where honor and compliments are due. I call it the Green Tea Award. Given to the people I look up and respected, during my Green Tea Era, that each time I have a Yeo's Green Tea, I remember them vividly in my mind.

With such fondness.

You teachters, were teachers that had played very significant role in my secondary school life. In your craziness, sanity. Your laughs, seriousness. Your frustration, passion. Your late-nights, dedication.

I know that each time I am down, I can have a Green Tea, and know that having remembering them, brightens up my day.

You'd always be part of my life, too.

Thanks, and Happy Teachers' Day.

Love,
Mun

Return of the....

I had no idea what happened over those few days of which my blog wasn't working. I really don't know. Now you know why my blog's called idiot proofing.

I feel bad. I haven't been writing anything read worthy on my blog for a long time. I haven't been very very busy that I don't write. I have so much on my mind that I wish I had the energy to put up on my blog. To share with you all, especially the faithful ones who return day after day, only to be disappointed that nothing new has been added.

I have really got so much to write. Somehow, I'm wondering if my writing has become seasonal. I need holidays to write, or perhaps holidays with rainy days to think about what to write.

School? How's school? I have tonnes of stuff to share about school. And not all are bad stuff I go through in school. At the end of the day, however bad things can get, its up to me to make the most of. And learn.

Mun, be teachable!

I think I would set aside one day every week to blog. Put in my entries and my thoughts. Would that be good?

Well, my thoughts for today;

"(at the) End of the day, its not what I have that matters, (but) its what I give."

cheers.

Hi Folks,

As highlighted to me, there seems to be a problem with my blog. The archives aren't working too well.

Please be patient as I try to rectify the problem. I would always appreciate it if you could actually tell me what's wrong. I am actually clueless on how to handle this.

I could be contacted at munloon@hotmail.com

Thanks and Cheers!!

Regards,
Mun

'Its either too much pride, or the lack of it... that brings the fall of man.'