Monday, August 27, 2007

count down

shoo those sinful trans fat and calories.. here comes my healthy lifestyle.. argh but where's my motivation.. i see no motivation.. i'm just a lazy bum with itchy mouth.. boohoo !!

new handphone, but gosh, think i'll need to take quite some time to figure out the functions and get used to it.. bare with it if i reply those sms slower than usual, afterall i'm too used to NOKIA products.. just hope it dont give me problems... =X

and who's free for mahjong ?? has been quite some time ago le.. hahax..

anyway, 1 more month count down.. =)

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

The Story of Two Teardrops

Two little teardrops were floating down the river of life. One drop said to the other, "I am the teardrop of a girl who loved a man and lost him." Who are you? "Well, I am the teardrop of the girl who won him."

Love is very strange. Love is unconditional commitment to an imperfect individual. You need it but when you love, it's like destining yourself for pain. You become addicted and dependent on the person. You become strong and at the same time, you open yourself up to being hurt. Love can make you bear any kind of pain and any kind of sacrifice. It can also make you feel stupid and act stupidly. Sometimes when you love and end up giving so much of yourself, subconciously you only discover how much you've given when the person you love hurts you or has to say goodbye.

Then you realize, an important part of yourself is already with that person. It goes away when he leaves and you are left with a sickening, empty feeling inside.

Tears are bound to shed from your eyes no matter how you force yourself to keep them in. Most teardrops ever shed on this earth have been for love or lack of it. When tears dry, a silent loss sticks to your heart for a long, long time.

Well, that's what you get for caring so much about someone. But how can you regret it? To give yourself freely and lovingly is the most beautiful thing you can do. Loving makes you real. Loving also makes you cry. And that is why a teardrop is also BEAUTIFUL.

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

as if like real

sometimes i just don't understand who i am.. am i just a tool to them, whom they can make use of, and throw away when not needed..

when in need of help, they will appear in front of you, smiling at you, talking nicely to you..

when you are not needed, they wont even give a damn to you..

when you are in trouble, where are they?? far far away..

when there are benefits for them, where are they?? staying and sticking close to your backside..

fish them idiots..

these are the ugly sides of humans, we should have just open our eyes wide in the first place.. i guess humans are just tools where everyone makes use of each other in a way.. how you want others to treat you, it's all reflected in your actions in the first place..

and yes, if you see me treating you coldly, you can don't bother to come near me in the future.. sad to say, but that's me, cos if you continue, you will only make me feel more disgusted..

i don't really care, cos i learnt my lesson, i got my freedom of choices.. i don't want to be a tool anymore..

**oh wells, i just need a place for frustration..

Sunday, August 05, 2007

kids~

oh well, kids these days are so damn pampered.. ordering parents around as and when.. wonder how the parents teach them.. for goodness sake, dont pamper them so much la.. if i'm not coaching them, i will definitely stay far far away from them..

some kids are just so naughty, while some are so well-behaved..

actually what shaped the character of one?? the environment?? their sub-conscious character?? or how their parents teach them??

all of the above i supposed..

but in the future, if my child will be like the kids, i will rather not have any child.. i dont want them to pollute the society..

Friday, July 27, 2007

2222

Story of Love and Time
Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love. One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all constructed boats and left. Except for Love.

Love was the only one who stayed. Love wanted to hold out until the last possible moment.

When the island had almost sunk, Love decided to ask for help.

Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said, "Richness, can you take me with you?"Richness answered, "No, I can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you."

Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel. "Vanity, please help me!" "I can't help you, Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat," Vanity answered.

Sadness was close by so Love asked, "Sadness, let me go with you." "Oh . . . Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!"

Happiness passed by Love, too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her.

Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come, Love, I will take you." It was an elder. So blessed and overjoyed, Love even forgot to ask the elder where they were going. When they arrived at dry land, the elder went her own way.

Realizing how much she owed the elder, Love asked Knowledge, another elder, "Who helped me?"

"It was Time," Knowledge answered. "Time?" asked Love. "But why did Time help me?" Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, "Because only Time is capable of understanding how valuable Love is."


**Happy 22 months sary.. 2 more months to 2 years.. 2222.............................

Sunday, July 22, 2007

What Will Matter

Some day it will all come to an end.

There will be no more sunrises, no more minutes, hours or days.
All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten, will pass to someone else.

Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance.
It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed.

Your grudges, resentments, frustrations and jealousies will finally disappear.
So, too, your hopes, ambitions, plans and to-do lists will expire.

The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away.
It won't matter where you came from or what side of the tracks you lived on at the end.

It won't matter whether you were beautiful or brilliant.
Even your gender and skin color will be irrelevant.

So what will matter?

How will the value of your days be measured?

What will matter is not what you bought, but what you built,
Not what you got, but what you gave.

What will matter is not your success, but your significance.
What will matter is not what you learned, but what you taught.

What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion, courage or sacrifice that enriched, empowered or encouraged others to emulate your example.

What will matter is not your competence, but your character,
Not how many people you knew, but how many will feel a lasting loss when you're gone.

What will matter is not your memories, but the memories of those who loved you.
What will matter is how long you will be remembered, by whom and for what.

Living a life that matters doesn't happen by accident.
It's not a matter of circumstance but of choice.

Choose to live a life that matters.


**Anyway, congrats to NYP Table Tennis for clinching the DOUBLE CHAMPION !!

Saturday, July 14, 2007

hmmm....

A little boy used to do as well in school as his elder sister. To spur them on, their father said the child with the better results would have a new toy. The family wasn’t well-off, but which child wouldn’t want a toy? In the end, the elder sister got the toy. Disappointed, the boy felt that he could never do as well as his sister. Not wanting to watch the boy give up on himself, his sister let him have the toy. But there are certain things which you can’t give up to another. With his pride wounded, the boy smashed they toy angrily on the floor, he even told his sister not to feel sorry for him. Upset, his sister ignored him for some time, by the time she wanted to help her brother in his studies; he had already chosen to give up.

True failure is when you decide to throw in the towel. So long as we work towards our goal, we will realize our dreams one day. Failures are not scary, what’s scary is when we choose to give up on ourselves. Though we can’t live our lives all over again, we can still try again after a failure, so long as we’ve done our best and learn from the failure, we wouldn’t have lived in vain.

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

tempted

OMG, i'm tempted by.... MONEY !!
but wait, truth is, will you not get tempted if you can earn as much as $60 or more per hour ?!! it's like so... OMG !!
relax though, i'm not doing illegal stuff, it's just coaching.. =P

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

happy 21 sary

在一個非常寧靜而美麗的小城﹐有一對非常恩愛的戀人﹐他們每天都去海邊看日出﹐晚上去海邊送夕陽﹐每個見過他們的人都向他們投來羨慕的目光……

可是有一天﹐在一場車禍中﹐女孩不幸受了重傷﹐她靜靜地躺在醫院的病床上﹐幾天幾夜都沒有醒過來。白天﹐男孩就守在床前不停地呼喚毫無知覺的戀人﹔晚上﹐他就跑到小城的教堂裡向上帝禱告﹐他已經哭乾了眼淚。   

一個月過去了﹐女孩仍然昏睡著﹐而男孩早已憔悴不堪了﹐但他仍苦苦地支撐著。終於有一天﹐上帝被這個痴情的男孩感動了。於是他決定給這個執著的男孩一個例外。上帝問他﹕“你願意用自己的生命作為交換嗎﹖”男孩毫不猶豫地回答﹕“我願意﹗”上帝說﹕“那好吧﹐我可以讓你的戀人很快醒過來﹐但你要答應化作三年的蜻蜓﹐你願意嗎﹖”男孩聽了﹐還是堅定地回答道﹕“我願意﹗”

天亮了﹐男孩已經變成了一隻漂亮的蜻蜓﹐他告別了上帝便匆匆地飛到了醫院。女孩真的醒了﹐而且她還在跟身旁的一位醫生交談著什麼﹐可惜他聽不到。   

幾天後﹐女孩便康復出院了﹐但是她並不快樂。她四處打聽著男孩的下落﹐但沒有人知道男孩究竟去了哪裡。女孩整天不停地尋找著﹐然而早已化身成蜻蜓的男孩卻無時無刻不圍繞在她身邊﹐只是他不會呼喊﹐不會擁抱﹐他只能默默地承受著她的視而不見。夏天過去了﹐秋天的涼風吹落了樹葉﹐蜻蜓不得不離開這裡。於是他最後一次飛落在女孩的肩上。他想用自己的翅膀撫摸她的臉﹐用細小的嘴來親吻她的額頭﹐然而他弱小的身體還是不足以被她發現。

轉眼間﹐春天來了﹐蜻蜓迫不及待地飛回來尋找自己的戀人。然而﹐她那熟悉的身影旁站著一個高大而英俊的男人﹐那一剎那﹐蜻蜓幾乎快從半空中墜落下來。人們講起車禍後女孩病得多麼的嚴重﹐描述著那名男醫生有多麼的善良﹑可愛﹐還描述著他們的愛情有多麼的理所當然﹐當然也描述了女孩已經快樂如從前。   

蜻蜓傷心極了﹐在接下來的幾天中﹐他常常會看到那個男人帶著自己的戀人在海邊看日出﹐晚上又在海邊看日落﹐而他自己除了偶爾能停落在她的肩上以外﹐什麼也做不了。 。

這一年的夏天特別長﹐蜻蜓每天痛苦地低飛著﹐他已經沒有勇氣接近自己昔日的戀人。她和那男人之間的喃喃細語﹐他和她快樂的笑聲﹐都令他窒息。   

第三年的夏天﹐蜻蜓已不再常常去看望自己的戀人了。她的肩被男醫生輕擁著﹐臉被男醫生輕輕地吻著﹐根本沒有時間去留意一隻傷心的蜻蜓﹐更沒有心情去懷唸過去。

上帝約定的三年期限很快就要到了。就在最後一天﹐蜻蜓昔日的戀人跟那個男醫生舉行了婚禮。   

蜻蜓悄悄地飛進教堂﹐落在上帝的肩膀上﹐他聽到下面的戀人對上帝發誓說﹕我願意﹗他看著那個男醫生把戒指戴到昔日戀人的手上﹐然後看著他們甜蜜地親吻著。蜻蜓流下了傷心的淚水。   

上帝嘆息著﹕“你後悔了嗎﹖”蜻蜓擦乾了眼淚﹕“沒有﹗”上帝又帶著一絲愉悅說﹕“那麼﹐明天你就可以變回你自己了。”蜻蜓搖了搖頭﹕“就讓我做一輩子蜻蜓吧……”


有些緣份是註定要失去的。愛一個人不一定要擁有﹐但擁有一個人就一定要好好去愛他。你的肩上有蜻蜓嗎﹖

Friday, June 22, 2007

Tioman Trip

trip was fun, enjoyed myself.. esp with the right company..

it's an eye opener.. one word to describe snookering, scenery, water: WOW!! school of fish swimming with you, the corals, everything, splendid.. and i realised something, i got phobia for fish, hahax.. so many fish, and my heart goes tumb tumb tumb.. wahahahx.. fishcake is scared of its own kind.. whahahahax..

as what boy said, the fish there is better than fishcake, and the island is better than allen.. weeee... but i didnt get to see stars, boos !!

this holiday seems too short for me.. maybe next place i shall visit is Redang.. =)..

~i've got itchy eyes, if only i didnt see it.......................