By Felix Ker on September 7, 2010

Searching for Person

*UPDATE* (11am 8 September 2010) Mr Tan got to read this blog article and  commented. It’s really the power of Google.

THIS IS FOR SERIOUS MATTERS. NOT A JOKE OR A GAME.

Declare: I’m not a loanshark, neither does the person owe anyone money. I’m finding him for a good cause (I have documents to verify).

Mr TAN KIAN CHOON (Son of late Mr TAN TOH SENG) happens to be a friend of my dad’s friend and he’s lost his contact for at least 30 over years.

If you happen to know Mr Tan Kian Choon or late Mr Tan Toh Seng, please contact me by any means. I’m sure there’s monetary reward if you’re willing to accept.

I hope after reading this, you will share this via facebook/twitter/email. 1 more person sharing this means there’s alittle more chance. Let’s use the power of social media to find this person.

By Felix Ker on April 22, 2010

This scheduler happens to be lying on the bench I was doing my revision. At this moment I’m writing this article, I wonder if most people will flip and find ways to return it or flip and leave it aside. What will you do?

How did I find her?

Randomly flipping it, I discovered the owner’s name behind, on the last page. I know the owner’s name and 3 possibilities of how she looks like since there’s an mini Instax photograph of 3 girls.

Guess I was out of luck – überTwitter’s Find User didn’t return any results (It took ages to load, but still no dataset was returned).

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By Felix Ker on September 16, 2007

When I met you in 1990, you said that you’d marry the man who’d follow you around the world. We were just sophomores in high school, so I didn’t know what to think. I thought it was just some school girl romantic fantasy. All I knew was that you were the girl for me. We were only 15 years old, but I had this feeling that you’d play a major role in my life. After we graduated from Aragon High School in San Mateo, you revealed to me that you were accepted to Berkeley, but you wanted to go to Germany for college. Remember that night we spent ice skating at Fashion Island? You said that you loved me, but you had to cut off all ties with to be able to move on. That was the last time I ever saw you. I said I’d wait for you, but you told me not to and to just move on…but I remember what you said sophomore year.

You were accepted at the University of Tübingen, Berlin. I left home for Berlin. For 4 years I looked for you. You made the impact you always did in Berlin. People heard of you, but didn’t know where you were. Nobody helped me. I wasn’t good enough for Tübingen, so I attended Technische Universität Berlin where I earned a degree. I am now fluent in German, a language I never intended to learn. After graduation, I returned to San Mateo thinking you returned as well. I called your mother on the summer after you graduated, she said you had left for grad school in Tokyo. I left again, this time, to Tokyo. Auf Wiedersehen.

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