Joshua Ang | Joshua Ang, a Singapore MediaCorp Artist

Worth the watch?™ 1017

by Joshua on Mar.07, 2010, under Day by Day...

Life, a long journey for most people. Or a short drive for some. Why worry? Since you’re not gonna survive it anyway.

Today while I was on my way to church, I realized something. That I’ve been looking through the rear view mirror way too much towards my journey to the end.

But I’ve decided, as of today 1017. I’ll only be looking through the windshield. Rear view mirror’s only for safety checks.

My pact with Hades. I figured it was my entire life that flashed before me. Though I couldn’t exactly make out or remember anything. Was it worth watching? I don’t know.

However hard I try to forget the rear view mirror. My entire life is still gonna flash through my eyes and mind again. At least one more time. Worth watching or not? Does it really matter?

At least I knew and got disappointed. Rather than not know a thing and always wondered.

Can’t go back now to make a new start. But I guess I can still start now to make my new ending. Figured I rather squander my precious Life on people who loves me instead, much.

Goodbye 1017.

27 comments for this entry:
  1. Sinyue

    I like e sentence “Figured I rather squander my precious Life on people who loves me instead, much.” Thou dunno wats e dream tt u were talkin abt… But I hope tt Joshua can be happy! Hopefully from now on, u can be a happy Joshua! Take care of urself and hav enough rest! We’ll always be here for u! The NUTZ love u! =)

  2. Isabel

    Is it worth the watch? Maybe. Sometimes one last look through that rearview mirror is necessary to keep you from crashing; true, mistakes are behind us, but they’ll always be there to remind us to keep our courses straight.

    “Can’t go back now to make a new start. But I guess I can still start now to make my new ending.”

    I agree with you on that… Thanks for the reminder to keep working to a better ending.

    -Isabel, USA

  3. haha

    hi joshua. i realised youve been posting things that are more……profound.

  4. 四处飘荡

    Josh,我发现你的fans比你的干哥多很多哦,哈哈…他blog的comment少得可怜啊

  5. pi

    good thoughts! reading 2 of your new entries today make me smile. thank you, Joshua!

    though I can’t help but thinking about your pact with Hades.. did you just recently watch Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief (or something like it), hence the dream?

  6. cristie

    what is 1017? just curious

  7. cristie

    Your post made me think of this poem

    JOURNAL OF THE PARTS OF THE HOUSE

    THE KITCHEN
    The door opens, you close it behind you and come down the dark hallway. The house is cool
    and empty. It opens out for you, your presence spills down the hall like water and the small
    adjustments start.
    At the doorway to the kitchen the light changes, itÕs brighter, but still cool and greenish, it
    filters through the jasmine around the window, through opaque glass and white paper
    lampshades. It slides down the walls like condensation.
    The fridge motor starts. There’s a small random noise in the bathroom as half a cupful of lost
    water drops out of the shower. The muffled silences of the house are like breath, like the
    clouds that rise from old carpet and cushions, the draughts in the cracks between boards. This
    is the quiet breath of dust, the self-absorption of an empty room. It’s the breath of plaster in
    bubbles under the paint, and the mumbling of water in the pipes.
    ItÕs the sound of the gas being lit, and the kettle hissing, of pasta boiling in water, vegetables
    frying in oil. It’s a memory of voices around the table in the half-dark, of someone laughing,
    telling a story, lighting a cigarette and watching the smoke curl into the air.
    The light in the kitchen is the colour of small new plants and vegetables, a light of celery hearts
    and green olive oil.
    The phone rings. You sit in a cane chair by the phone talking, drinking tea. You write down
    where to go for dinner on Friday night, the date and time of meetings, parties, messages to
    yourself. The cat comes in, with an interrogatory noise, looking to be stroked or fed. She
    jumps into your lap. Someone knocks at the door, a plane goes over, there are voices in the
    backyard next door, and a dog barks.

    AT THE BACK OF THE HOUSE
    At the back of the house the sun comes in through the window in the afternoons and moves
    across the floor. You are always walking into this room from the kitchen, towards the
    window.
    The window is open in the morning. You put your head out. You can see the washing in the
    next yard, and the houses on the hill. The leaves fall off the crepe myrtle in the autumn and lie
    under it like yellow light. The needles of the sheoak hold small drops of water after rain. The
    red flowering gum leans into the fence. On the path the ginger tomcat, caught offguard, stops,
    its eyes like traffic lights, then turns and disappears.
    You walk into this room in the mornings, toast in one hand, paper in the other, hearing the
    sound of water poured into the teapot. The books and papers spread in a circle around your
    feet. The radio plays quietly in another room.

    You walk into this room in the afternoons with your friends, carrying glasses of white wine
    and soda. Or you’re alone, and the room is full of your thoughts and music and the sound of
    pages turning. The room fills with yellow light in the afternoons and you lie on the sofa
    reading and dreaming until it gets dark.
    Someone in the kitchen is talking to you quietly and making coffee, or opening a bottle of wine.
    Someone comes to the door and you go out. The house waits for you.
    The ceiling of your house is full of half-formed thoughts and abstractions; they make noises in
    the roof at night, like possums.
    Outside the street seems endless, like something you catch a glimpse of in the rear vision
    mirror. The house is small, like a snail shell, and contains significant turns and adjustments.
    In the middle of the night sometimes it empties out and youÕre hardly there. There is always
    room. You are careful to keep the house clear of friction. The house seems vast, it opens out
    for you every day.
    - BARBARA BROOKS

  8. danze

    I saw you and a few celebs at li nanxing testimony. It’s good that you have followed christianity and have strong faith in Jesus and I think you can be successful as an actor. God Bless and take care…

  9. seventy

    Dear:
    DON’T UNHAPPY. you look so down always..cheer up!!! 干爸爹!你能行的!

    很多时候不想去想那么多所谓的忧伤 那些可笑的情绪

    在走过那么多日子以后,便显得微不足道相信

    在那么多的瞬间 在那么多言语都无法表达的鼻间酸涩里.
    那么就让它们随风去吧..你会临来新的开始啊!

  10. seventy

    I’AM look forward to your new beginning..YOU ARE THE BEST!!!!

  11. Annabel

    Life is precious. i believe there should be plenty of people around you who love you with no reason especially your family. So try to look things from different perspective then maybe you will discover a new scenery in life. Trials happen with the permission of god to let us more mature complement with wisdom and more dependent on Him. The Lord is joshua’s shepherd, joshua shall not be in want..Add oil=)

  12. 四处飘荡

    Josh,今天是你的农历生日哦…生日快乐^^
    有看过蜡笔小新吗??

    蜡笔小新的经典对白哦…哈哈,希望能够带给你快乐
    小新:有酱油卖吗?
    鱼铺老板:没有。
    小新:有芥末卖吗?
    鱼铺老板:没有。
    小新:什么都没有还敢开店。

    老师:现在上‘急救’课,有人受伤,第一步要怎么做?
    小新:我知道,问他要不要器官捐赠?

    小新:妹妹,你干嘛那么用功?
    妹妹:还不都是因为你。
    小新:我?
    妹妹:没错,我们家总要有人有出息吧!
      
    妈妈:上完课就要马上回家,为什么不听话?我最讨厌不准时回家的人……
    小新:你干嘛那么生气?你下班没马上回家作饭,我也没生气啊!

    老师:男女生到青春期会有第二性徵出现,女生平坦的胸部会隆起,就像……
    小新:像双安全气囊

    小新:老师,我要上厕所
    老师:不行,现在是上课时间,刚才下课怎么不去?
    小新:下课时间那么宝贵,用来上厕所多可惜呀!

    妹妹:哥,你是我见过最爱干净的人
    小新:过奖了,你是怎么看出来的?
    妹妹:不管什么事,你都推得一干二净

    妈妈:小新,你看,妹妹考100分,你才50分
    小新:我是照你的话做的
    妈妈:我说了什么?
    小新:你说我只要有妹妹的一半就很好了

    小新:妈妈,上次我和小毛打架打输了,这次我打赢了
    妈妈:干嘛连打两次架?
    小新:你不是教我,在那里跌倒,就要在那里站起来吗!

    妈妈:上下学不要落单,以免被不良少年勒索
    小新:可是同学都不肯跟我一起走
    妈妈:为什么?
    妹妹 :他们怕被哥哥勒索

    老师:小新,你的美劳作品太好了,明天学校要派你参加全市的比赛。
    小新:不行
    老师:为什么?
    小新:劳作是我爸做的,他明天要上班

    妹妹 :哥,如果有不良少年勒索我们,怎么办?
    小新:跑给他追
    妹妹 :你跑得赢他们吗?
    小新:我只要跑得赢你就行了

    小新:妈妈,你说做任何事,必须有始有终,不可以半途而废,对不对?
    妈妈:没错
    小新:那,连续剧今天是完结篇,你不能阻止我看完

    妈妈:游泳真好
    小新:妈妈,你愈来愈像鱼了
    妈妈:你是说像美人鱼吗?
    小新:不是,你的鱼尾纹愈来愈多了

    爸爸:什么?小新,你在看裸女照片!小小年纪就做出这种事?说!这些照片那里来的?
    小新:在你的抽屉拿的

    老师:小新,最近功课写得不错
    小新:这全是警察扫黄的功劳
    老师:扫黄和功课有什么关系?
    小新:我爸晚上没地方去,只好在家盯我写功课

    妈妈:爸妈今晚有事,要很晚才回来
    小新:那我会很累耶!
    妈妈 :为什么?
    小新:我会看电视看得很累

    小毛:我妈妈是硕士,爸爸是博士。
    小新:有什么了不起!
    小毛:你爸妈是什么士?
    小新:我爸爸是男士,我妈妈是女士。

    小新:妈妈,公园有个可怜的欧巴桑,我想帮助她
    妈妈:小新真有爱心,就给她10块钱吧!
    妈妈:咦!你怎么买了香肠?
    小新:她就是卖香肠的嘛!

    老师:小新,你怎么偷同学的橡皮擦?你做这种事,难道不为父母想一想吗?
    小新:就是想过才做的。这样就不用花父母的钱了

    老师:小新,请用‘左右为难’来造句
    小新:我考试时左右为难
    老师:是题目不会答,让你左右为难?
    小新:不,是左右同学答案不一样,让我左右为难

    老师:小新,你的毛病就是用词不当,现在考考你用一句成语来形容老师很开心
    小新:含笑九泉

    妈妈:小新,要你补英语是希望你不要输在起跑点上
    小新:我早就输在起跑点上了
    妈妈:你输了什么?
    小新:遗传

    爸爸 :你看廿四孝的故事多感人,你做得到吗?
    小新:至少我能做到一样,卖身葬父

    妈妈:我以为你在写功课,竟然是在玩电动
    小新:这又不能怪我
    妈妈:难道要怪我?
    小新:没错,谁叫你走路声音那么轻

    妈妈:小新,你这学期捡到10次钱吗?
    小新:没有,只捡到一次
    妈妈:那怎么会有十张拾金不昧的荣誉卡?
    小新:我把捡到的一百元换成10个铜板

    妈妈:小新,你又开电视了
    小新:我又不是要看电视
    妈妈:那你在做什么?
    小新:我在核对报纸上的电视节目表有没有印错

  13. christina

    hey! first time here (:
    randomly chance upon your blog!
    wow. you are different from what i thought you’ll be!
    i have only watched you in xiao hai bu ben! (which was plenty of years ago)
    anyway, have a great day!
    and i really love your blog entries!
    they are truly insightful!!
    sigh. but i dunnoe why when i read your entries, made me miss my family so so much :( been away from home for 2.5 years now. can’t wait to graduate!! :(

  14. cephas-the son of kingdom of God

    Hellow,brother!i am a christ,too.

    In the kingdom of Almight,we just like

    brother.

    Though i am far from you,i feel you are very

    friendly!I am in the despair and fighting with Satan.

    As soon as i decide to give up,i remember that

    i have a brother like you ,brave, unfailing,

    and toughness!

    come on,joshua!let’s fight for God!let’s fight

    adainst satan.i will support you forever,so do you?

    i will pray for you forever and forever and never

    end! Because you are my family in god’s world!

    You are the best in my mind!

    “I have told you this so that my joy may be in you

    and that your joy may be complete.(john15:11)”

    i am a 18-year-old boy,from Taiwan.

    Add oil,my friend!pray for you!

  15. Jane

    why all English? I can’t understand well!wu、wu…

  16. Mel

    i finally understood the numbers! :)
    God bless you. :)

  17. trina

    hey mel what do the numbers mean?

  18. LOL

    Hi JOSHUA! Update! < 333

  19. Char.

    hello Joshua,
    could you add me on facebook??:)
    dougieloves_07@hotmail.com
    haha thanks

  20. Char.

    i added you but you didnt accept :(
    could you add me then? =)

  21. Fannyy'

    Eh omg,
    I just realise in your previous post you are wearing a STAGE cap. LOL.

  22. Shihui

    Hellohs Josh (:
    Congratz for getting into Top 20 (:
    Jiayous (:
    Hope to see you on stage and receiving an award (:
    All the Best !<3
    We love you <3

    PS : Dun forget my name ! HAHA ~

  23. 华华。

    我的邮箱 可不可以和我联系 1147115975@qq.com
    拜托了

  24. buggsie

    Hi its my first time visiting your blog Just read all your entries and their just amazing!!! Love xiang wo ni de shou great acting8D

  25. FUFUFU

    Wow My comment got moderated! Seems like MR ANG only want to hear the **** good things even though he s**ks!

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