Thinking if I should reblog, not that there are many readers, but it is definitely for my sake. Have been swamped by my own problems (yes I have problems) and other people's problem. Getting stressed out with no way to vent. I cant retalk other people's problem and I simply dissed sharing mine.
Probably turning 30 in one hour's time got to do with all these melancholic feeling.
Gah~ Laters..
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Showing posts with label Random. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 31, 2015
Sunday, December 15, 2013
Photography NO NO!!!
Super irked by the thousands of pictures that some so called photographers uploaded on Facebook that has all the bloody same poses with 1 mm difference of angle in taking them. It's like seeing tens of the same meaningless photos. OMG, please filter your photos!!!
Sunday, August 25, 2013
To all the Mothers out there
who keeps on grumbling and complaining that their children are a burden to them.
You said, they hinder your way to a great job, great career, late nights out with friends, freedom, great body. You said, you have no time to make up, no time for a me time, no time for everything else except your children.
Well, no child asked to be in your womb, to be born by you, they are God given. Well of course, you have the option not to have sex, but since you did, you jolly well be responsible for whatever that might comes out of it. Whether it is to test your limit or to bring you to be a better person, to pay your karma debt, or to drive you to your grave, they are your responsibilities.
If you are not ready to be a mother, then don't be, stay single, have your fun, go high all you want every second of your life, travel by foot, crawl or swim across the Atlantic and nobody will give a hoot. Since you opted this path to be a mother, be good one. Be there for your child. You can be a business woman or a career woman, but be a successful one. That means you have to have a great career and a happy family, if you failed on either one, especially a neglected family, you have failed big time.
Maybe looking at how my Mother raised us, I have a big expectations of how a Mother should behave. I think she is perfect in every single way. She wakes up the earliest and will be the last to sleep. I have never in my life wakes up earlier than her. My Mother doesn't swear. She doesn't show half her boobs or half her ass around. No matter how life gets tough for her, she never once took it out on us. That's when I realized that my Mother is the family's pillar of strength.
My Daddy is not an easy person, in terms of character; he is headstrong, omygod so stubborn. Mom is the one who has to deal with him the most. Mom stayed patient and patient and patient. Never once my Mom complained about Dad, never did she ever try to make us respect Dad any lesser. Then, I realised, the strong respect we have for both our parents is because we learned the deep respect they have for each other. This made us respect both of them even more. The family stayed on strong, despite of penniless or pennifull, because of my Mom. I often think I am the family's clown as I make the most noise, sings ba ba black sheep for no reason and makes Daddy laugh. After I grow older, looking at Mom, I am so sure she is our "開心果". Only because she stays cheerful all the time, we get to enjoy her vibe and follow on. In our house, I now recall, at the age of 28, I have never heard my parents shouting at each other. I have never heard a single vulgar uttered at home. The house is always always at peace. I can't imagine the turmoils my Mother, as the greatest Mother, held it all in, stayed sane and loving to all of us 3 children. You can't imagine, my Mother, as gentle as she is, stayed strong and true to what she thinks is best for us. You can't imagine, my Mother, as soft as she is, caned us to our feet when we are not behaving. No, I don't think caning is cruel, it is only cruel when it is used to vent your anger and not in the means to teach a lesson.
My Mother has an important rule that we abide by everyday of our life when we were staying with her (my brother and I left to study abroad after we ended Primary school). I used to wonder why we stayed so close as a family despite being constantly afar from each other, we picked up like we never been apart when we met.
Then I had a vivid memory of our time together each and every night for more than 10 years. Every dinner time, we had to be sure to have dinner together at 7pm. No matter where my Dad goes, he has to be back by 7. If he wasn't back, we will wait for him. If he was showering by 7, we sat down and waited. Dad has to have the first plate of rice, first start eating, for us to be able to start eating. That was an unspoken rule. This simple act of dinner, now I know is very very important. This is the only time we, as a family, after a busy day of working and studying, got to be together, to speak, to laugh, or just enjoy a quiet time, together, as a whole, all 5 of us. This is the time, Mom and Dad passed on their life stories, life values and all the things they repeat day in, day out as a summary. That is a minimum 1 hour each day for 12 years or so we spent together. How difficult it is for an hour a day to spent with our loved ones?
My Mother, always taught us to love, never to hate. Even when others have been mean to us, even when we have been wronged for things we never did, even when people misjudged us, misunderstood us, even when our other closest people forsake us and even when people wanted us to suffer for nothing. Mom told us always, don't hate, never hate. It makes me want to cry because I wanted so much like her not to hate and it pains me so much to see how people could try to hurt someone like her. My mother, she is wise and smart. When I have a 100 questions for her, she has 101 answers and advice ready for me, so that I will never go wrong. She is all about forgiveness and love. If only when I am a Mother, I can be half as good as her, my children will be the luckiest kid in the world, like we are.
For the modern Mothers out there:
Get away from the smart phones, as simple as that.
Stop complaining about your children are your burden, they are God given and remember, God can take them away from you anytime. Cherish the time you have with them.
Kids grow up very fast, there will be one moment soon, you will miss what you have missed, so take the time now not to miss out their milestones.
Listen to them, see what they see, look into their eyes as you speak.
Be patient, talk to them, answer them patiently.
Good luck dear all Mothers...
You said, they hinder your way to a great job, great career, late nights out with friends, freedom, great body. You said, you have no time to make up, no time for a me time, no time for everything else except your children.
Well, no child asked to be in your womb, to be born by you, they are God given. Well of course, you have the option not to have sex, but since you did, you jolly well be responsible for whatever that might comes out of it. Whether it is to test your limit or to bring you to be a better person, to pay your karma debt, or to drive you to your grave, they are your responsibilities.
If you are not ready to be a mother, then don't be, stay single, have your fun, go high all you want every second of your life, travel by foot, crawl or swim across the Atlantic and nobody will give a hoot. Since you opted this path to be a mother, be good one. Be there for your child. You can be a business woman or a career woman, but be a successful one. That means you have to have a great career and a happy family, if you failed on either one, especially a neglected family, you have failed big time.
Maybe looking at how my Mother raised us, I have a big expectations of how a Mother should behave. I think she is perfect in every single way. She wakes up the earliest and will be the last to sleep. I have never in my life wakes up earlier than her. My Mother doesn't swear. She doesn't show half her boobs or half her ass around. No matter how life gets tough for her, she never once took it out on us. That's when I realized that my Mother is the family's pillar of strength.
My Daddy is not an easy person, in terms of character; he is headstrong, omygod so stubborn. Mom is the one who has to deal with him the most. Mom stayed patient and patient and patient. Never once my Mom complained about Dad, never did she ever try to make us respect Dad any lesser. Then, I realised, the strong respect we have for both our parents is because we learned the deep respect they have for each other. This made us respect both of them even more. The family stayed on strong, despite of penniless or pennifull, because of my Mom. I often think I am the family's clown as I make the most noise, sings ba ba black sheep for no reason and makes Daddy laugh. After I grow older, looking at Mom, I am so sure she is our "開心果". Only because she stays cheerful all the time, we get to enjoy her vibe and follow on. In our house, I now recall, at the age of 28, I have never heard my parents shouting at each other. I have never heard a single vulgar uttered at home. The house is always always at peace. I can't imagine the turmoils my Mother, as the greatest Mother, held it all in, stayed sane and loving to all of us 3 children. You can't imagine, my Mother, as gentle as she is, stayed strong and true to what she thinks is best for us. You can't imagine, my Mother, as soft as she is, caned us to our feet when we are not behaving. No, I don't think caning is cruel, it is only cruel when it is used to vent your anger and not in the means to teach a lesson.
My Mother has an important rule that we abide by everyday of our life when we were staying with her (my brother and I left to study abroad after we ended Primary school). I used to wonder why we stayed so close as a family despite being constantly afar from each other, we picked up like we never been apart when we met.
Then I had a vivid memory of our time together each and every night for more than 10 years. Every dinner time, we had to be sure to have dinner together at 7pm. No matter where my Dad goes, he has to be back by 7. If he wasn't back, we will wait for him. If he was showering by 7, we sat down and waited. Dad has to have the first plate of rice, first start eating, for us to be able to start eating. That was an unspoken rule. This simple act of dinner, now I know is very very important. This is the only time we, as a family, after a busy day of working and studying, got to be together, to speak, to laugh, or just enjoy a quiet time, together, as a whole, all 5 of us. This is the time, Mom and Dad passed on their life stories, life values and all the things they repeat day in, day out as a summary. That is a minimum 1 hour each day for 12 years or so we spent together. How difficult it is for an hour a day to spent with our loved ones?
My Mother, always taught us to love, never to hate. Even when others have been mean to us, even when we have been wronged for things we never did, even when people misjudged us, misunderstood us, even when our other closest people forsake us and even when people wanted us to suffer for nothing. Mom told us always, don't hate, never hate. It makes me want to cry because I wanted so much like her not to hate and it pains me so much to see how people could try to hurt someone like her. My mother, she is wise and smart. When I have a 100 questions for her, she has 101 answers and advice ready for me, so that I will never go wrong. She is all about forgiveness and love. If only when I am a Mother, I can be half as good as her, my children will be the luckiest kid in the world, like we are.
For the modern Mothers out there:
Get away from the smart phones, as simple as that.
Stop complaining about your children are your burden, they are God given and remember, God can take them away from you anytime. Cherish the time you have with them.
Kids grow up very fast, there will be one moment soon, you will miss what you have missed, so take the time now not to miss out their milestones.
Listen to them, see what they see, look into their eyes as you speak.
Be patient, talk to them, answer them patiently.
Good luck dear all Mothers...
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
Geezz.....
Like a chair hit to my face, this verse did the same to my heart. I knew something is wrong with me.
"Don't be someone that searches, finds and then runs away".
Definitely, I am that someone. God help me...
"Don't be someone that searches, finds and then runs away".
Definitely, I am that someone. God help me...
I have...
A random me time here. Some things about me and some memories that I remembered that I myself found strange.
I have caffeine immunity.
When I was younger, I have no carsick, but I do have now. Though I am not seasick.
My first memory of wanting a camera was on my single digit years old. An uncle who was opening a camera shop gave one to my brother. I remembered being so disappointed about it as I was the one who wanted a camera sp badly. Worse of all, my Brother didnt appreciate it.
I remembered being a five year old or younger, sitting on Daddy's lap. Mom asked him if in the end they found out I was accidentally exchanged to another baby at birth, would he want to change me back. Daddy eagerly said no, but if the other baby was in poor family, he would bring her in. That memory lasted me a lifetime and brings me into a stupid grin everytime I thought of it.
My earliest memory of my sister was when my parents were away and I had difficulties getting to sleep. Sis reassured me and slipped a Kwan Im keychain, it was an oval shaped. So beautiful and changes color as I held it. Remembered feeling so grateful of my sister and still is.
I have a soft spot for guys' long and clean fingers. Probably why guitarists always magnetized me.
I have been avoiding Coke and fizzy drinks for the last 6 years or so.
I'm smarter at language than anything else.
I'm pretty good at badminton, singing and throwing sarcastic jokes. Some useless stuffs that comes naturally to me, I must say.
I have a strange liking of being alone at home and when I do, I love to stay in the dark.
Sometimes I felt talking is so tiring.
I have only a number of close friends and sometimes I felt need no more of it.
I once learned to knit and managed to knit myself a shawl. Amazingly I forgot how to do it now. Isnt't knitting like cycling? Once you learn it, you will never forget?
Same way goes to guitar, I learned britney spears' everytime and another indo song semua tentang kita, but I have forgotten them as well...
I have tendencies to live better for others. Like my life is a responsibility I owed to many people I respect and loved, if I dont have these people, iI would move to live in a hole in a cave.
I have caffeine immunity.
When I was younger, I have no carsick, but I do have now. Though I am not seasick.
My first memory of wanting a camera was on my single digit years old. An uncle who was opening a camera shop gave one to my brother. I remembered being so disappointed about it as I was the one who wanted a camera sp badly. Worse of all, my Brother didnt appreciate it.
I remembered being a five year old or younger, sitting on Daddy's lap. Mom asked him if in the end they found out I was accidentally exchanged to another baby at birth, would he want to change me back. Daddy eagerly said no, but if the other baby was in poor family, he would bring her in. That memory lasted me a lifetime and brings me into a stupid grin everytime I thought of it.
My earliest memory of my sister was when my parents were away and I had difficulties getting to sleep. Sis reassured me and slipped a Kwan Im keychain, it was an oval shaped. So beautiful and changes color as I held it. Remembered feeling so grateful of my sister and still is.
I have a soft spot for guys' long and clean fingers. Probably why guitarists always magnetized me.
I have been avoiding Coke and fizzy drinks for the last 6 years or so.
I'm smarter at language than anything else.
I'm pretty good at badminton, singing and throwing sarcastic jokes. Some useless stuffs that comes naturally to me, I must say.
I have a strange liking of being alone at home and when I do, I love to stay in the dark.
Sometimes I felt talking is so tiring.
I have only a number of close friends and sometimes I felt need no more of it.
I once learned to knit and managed to knit myself a shawl. Amazingly I forgot how to do it now. Isnt't knitting like cycling? Once you learn it, you will never forget?
Same way goes to guitar, I learned britney spears' everytime and another indo song semua tentang kita, but I have forgotten them as well...
I have tendencies to live better for others. Like my life is a responsibility I owed to many people I respect and loved, if I dont have these people, iI would move to live in a hole in a cave.
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
The light
I have been so cornered and covered in the darkness of his shadow that I didn't see there's a light shining behind him. Where are you my light? Wonder if you still shine as brightly as you used to be. Wonder if you would still bring warmth to me in your smile like you used to. Wonder if your eyes would be as kind as it used to be. If ever a day I would see you, will you be my light again...
Sunday, June 24, 2012
World....
Living in this world, this particular little city that only reeks of busyness. Where everyone seems to be in a hurry, running after that money, the ones that crawled in like a snail, yet hopped out so fast like bunnies. Why is that people chase no end of the dollars. Always thought that if human cant get hungry, probably no one will ever work. Changed my words for a little bit now, it's for pride, ego, the strong desire to be popular, famous, or infamous, that hungriness (for food) has become secondary. People would rather starve and buy luxurious things now.
No peace.
Sometimes it's nice to have people say it's allright after u bumped into them in the mrt. Instead of glaring at u like u have taken away half their life. When that happened, im never upset. Im just feeling sorry for them. Well, maybe it's monday blue.
With the adult uttering vulgarities and the kids spewing out much worse, can't help but wonder what is the rest of the society has been doing. Can't help but wonder when does it change into this way? Was it gradually seeping in unknowingly? Or did we ignore the signs?
Sigh, on the mrt now, letting my thoughts run wild...
No peace.
Sometimes it's nice to have people say it's allright after u bumped into them in the mrt. Instead of glaring at u like u have taken away half their life. When that happened, im never upset. Im just feeling sorry for them. Well, maybe it's monday blue.
With the adult uttering vulgarities and the kids spewing out much worse, can't help but wonder what is the rest of the society has been doing. Can't help but wonder when does it change into this way? Was it gradually seeping in unknowingly? Or did we ignore the signs?
Sigh, on the mrt now, letting my thoughts run wild...
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