Movement In Still Life

2011-12-01T07:38:00.000+08:00

“Just remember, the same as a spectacular Vogue magazine, remember that no matter how close you follow the jumps: Continued on page whatever. No matter how careful you are, there's going to be the sense you missed something, the collapsed feeling under your skin that you didn't experience it all. There's that fallen heart feeling that you rushed right through the moments where you should've been paying attention. Well, get used to that feeling. That's how your whole life will feel some day. This is all practice. None of this matters. We're just warming up.”

-chuck palahniuk-

2011-11-16T21:28:00.005+08:00

No Age Limit in Education

Its been almost a year that I have not written anything in my blog as I have been busy with my finals and work. One week ago on the 10th November 2011, I finally graduated and received the parchment that have been due for 5 years at the age of 27 years old. And yes there is no age limit to education as I personally find delaying my degree to work has been helpful throughout my studies. It is indeed an emotional phase of my life to receive it as on that day it marked the hard work I went through and the sweat and tears of my parents throughout the journey.

Syukur Allhamdulilah!

It was indeed the best moment of my life, having both my loving parents, aunts and sister (she was waiting outside tho) look at me walk down the hall with my graduation gown. As I waited for the ceremony to start, I can't help but to constantly turn my head and tears rolled down to see my parents seated right above me. Thank you Ibu & Abah for all the support and for putting up with me, here is my degree and its for the both of you. I am proud to be your daughter and I am lucky to have the both of you in my life.

As the ceremony begins, the President requested us to stand and turn our back and look at the faces of our parents and applaud them for giving us the best education through out the years. We clapped our hands as loud as we could but I know its never enough to repay them for all that they have done for us. So future graduates, always remember the back bone of every success is your parents and no one else.

This will be a short entry by me as there are no words that could exactly describe how I feel and my only intention of this post is to tell people out there that there are no age limit in education and to always be grateful of your parents. They have done so much for us from the day we are born holding our fragile hands until we are strong enough to stand on own two feet. Congratulations goes to my Ibu & Abah, you are the best in the world.

P.`s: “Do not go where the path may lead; go instead where there is no path and leave a trail”

2010-11-17T06:24:00.003+08:00

'Mr.Liam'

Memang betul kata orang tua, 'jauh perjalanan, jauh pemandangan'....Thank you mum and dad for sending me all the way here...I EXPERIENCE...I TASTE...I FEEL...I HEAR...I SEE...some parts in life that I truly appreciate....I guess this is part of growing up....

This post today is dedicated to Mr.Liam...If you read my blog, I guess you will know who he is...He is the gentleman who gave me a ball of soap as a present...What I am about to write is not about the ball of soap he gave me or anything funny...It is something that happen to me that made me feel like sitting down and not say a word but to listen...

Mr.Liam came to the shop today...He smiled at me...But his face was rather blank....I went off for my break and there he was sitting at the end of the shop sipping his bowl of soup...Without hesitation, I approached him and asked him how was his trip to Malaysia...He was amazed that I knew about his trip...He told me he loved Malaysia and asked me where I was from...He replied, "I know someone from Kuala Lumpur, her name is Shaq...Have you seen her?I want to talk to her..." I smiled, "It's me sir...I am Shaq..."He paused and replied, "I'm sorry, I didn't realize until you smiled..." I didn't want him to feel bad and I said that it was okay and that I am glad the he remembered my name...That is enough for me being just a person who makes sandwiches...

So Mr.Liam continued on talking to me and asked me about school and how I have been coping with school...He then looked at me and said something I did not expect..."Shaq, I came here to look for you...I have cancer and its spreading to my lungs..." His eyes were a bit teary...I didn't know what to say...I pulled the chair and sat down with him...Looked at him in the eye and I said, "Sir, I am sorry to hear that...My dad is a trainer back in Malaysia, he constantly reminds me that the mind is the strongest thing and if you stay positive, with God's willing you will remain fine...And you know what, you look very fit and I am honoured to be one of the people that you choose to talk to...I may not understand or feel the pain that you are going through...But I believe that miracles do happen...And I know you will receive some miracles in life...." He smile and said that it was such a compliment for me to tell him that he looked fit...He said what I said was true for someone younger than him...I smiled and thank him...

I walked away, feeling rather heavy at my heart...I wanted to cry...I wanted to call mum and dad to ask what is the best thing to say to this gentleman...He is such a nice man...I went back to him and offered to buy him a pot of tea...Before leaving the table, I said that he could look for me whenever he wish to talk to someone and that is the best I can do...Ten minutes later he came up to me and say, "Terima Kasih Banyak...Jumpa lagi 13 Disember....I hope to see you before you leave for Malaysia..." I smiled, he walked away and waved at me...

For that...Everyone should be constantly grateful and live each day like there is no tomorrow...

Dear Mr.Liam,

I don't know who you are...But I will pray for your health and happiness...May you be blessed like how I have been blessed...God will always be by your side and never stop living life to the fullest for there is so much in life... Like what Albert Einstein said in one of his quotes, "The are only two ways to live your life...One Is as though nothing is a miracle...The other one is as though everything is a miracle..." Please have the courage to live...Anyone can die...Thank you for choosing me to listen for I believe that is one of the reason God has placed me in this world...God Bless you sir...

P.s:

“Always remember to slow down in life; live, breathe, and learn; take a look around you whenever you have time and never forget everything and every person that has the least place within your heart.” -Unknown-

2010-05-23T02:17:00.007+08:00

I have always believed that we are at a particular place for a lot of reasons...The choices that we make in our life at times has its own reasons that will make us realize that we are needed...I remember when I was younger, my religious teacher told us that we are the 'khalifah di muka bumi'(a messenger)... These few days this thoughts has been running in my mind...There are a few interesting occasions which made me ponder about this...

A few days back there was a lady on a motorized wheelchair who came to the shop for a late lunch...She approached my supervisor Shaun to order something to drink...For my colleagues it was 'unfortunate' of me to be there but I felt that 'fortunately' I was there...Shaun could not understand a word that came out from the lady as she had speech difficulties where she stutters before finishing a word and is not able control her pitch...Not only that, she has trouble coordinating her whole body, from her eyes and hands...Without hesitation, I offered to take over Shaun and attend to the lady...She wanted a large cappuccino with whipped cream and a set of sandwich...As ordered, Shaun prepared the sandwiches and I made her coffee...I sent it over to her table and walked away...

Five minutes later....

Lady: Hellll(stutters)llooo

Me: Yes can I help you?

Lady: Can you put napkins on my chest and take the money for the sandwich...

(This was rather awkward as I had to dig in through her bag for her money)

I then left the table and start my closing process...Then she called me again...Bak kata orang melayu belum sempat panas bontot lagi dah kena panggil...

Lady: Can you please pick up the sandwich and put it on my hand...

(I swear it looked so hard for her to even eat the sandwich)

Me: Sure...

Approximately 8 minutes later...

Lady: Put some sweetener in my coffee...Put two ok..

(I had a real problem with this one as the sweeteners were really small and I think I actually put more than 2 in her coffee which I thought those mini dispensers were rosak sebab macam tak keluar je)

Lady: Bring the coffee up to me...

(I felt like I was her carer already)

Lady: Ooooh...Oooohh...Its too hot...

Me: Do you want some ice...

(She gave me a nod and I went to put some ice in

her coffee and went back to her)

Lady: Ooooh...Ooooh...Its too cold...

(I went back and put some hot milk in her coffee)

Lady:Its too hot...I want more cream...

So I went back and redo her coffee and she drank it happily...My colleagues we all laughing at me but that experience made me realize that I have so much patience...What if it happens to you??Would you just sit and watch or give her a hand... :)

Below is an image of her...

Well thats the end of the story...So today, two of the shop's regular customer came...Two of them were two interesting old men...The first guy is a Scottish guy whom will always order for a cup of regular latte...My manager calls him 'the little guy'...I served him and he asked me where I was from...To my surprise, he knows where Kuala Lumpur is and even know that we call it KL...He told me his story...He left Scotland when he was 18 to join the army and later joined the navy where he retired as a sailor...This friendly little guy then told me that he was married to an Irish woman and all his money is in Ireland...He slipped his hand in his front pocket and took out a picture of his wife..."This is my wife, she died 20 years ago when she was 55..." I could sense a tone of sadness...Such a charming old man...He kept an obituary piece in his card holder...It wrote 'Deeply Missed & Loved'...That really moved my feelings...I mellowed down the conversation by saying that I was about 7 years old at that time...He finally had a chuckle...I went back to work....

At about 4 pm another old Chinese guy from Hong Kong came to the shop looking for me...The first time he came, I was the one who served him which he remembers and constantly look for me as he is not able to converse that well in English...As usual I tend to understand all this people which amazes my colleagues.. Today he did not want his normal sandwich...He wanted to make a call to his son...He showed me some coins on his hands and a phone number written on a piece of paper...I excused myself and helped him to make his call at the phone booth nearby...He told me that he can't read the numbers and he said that I have good eyes to look for him...I went back to the shop, and checked on him and I saw him talking happily on the phone...He hung up and I saw him looking in the shop for me...He wanted to give me a wave and bowed from afar as a gesture of gratitude...

This is one thing that I would like to share with everyone which is to listen...When my colleagues asked me how I did it...I tell them...The key to understand all this people is to listen carefully and you will understand even when they are not speaking your language just listen...Another lesson is not to complain...One of my supervisor Wioletta was telling the rest of my friends that I am the only one in the store who has never complained about work...Of course la meluahkan to mum and dad is normal, but not complaining until I want to quit...And I told her that there is no point of complaining as it will make us more stressed out...What I did was simple...Just enjoy the job and tell yourself that not everyone can do what you can do...Honestly the job looks really simple but its hard work...I understand her point but there are times when you should be grateful that you have a job to survive....

So thats the end of my long winded story...What I learn from these few days is that a person's disabilities are your strength that you have to share...Always give a hand not for a hope of a good return but to do it because you want to do it...I hope what I wrote today benefits anyone who reads it...I am not at all a great person but one thing I know I am is that I am grateful with what I have and I am only human and I do make mistakes along the way...Allhamdulilah...

If you have time to whine and complain about something then you have the time to do something about it. ~Anthony J. D'Angelo, The College Blue Book

2010-03-22T05:59:00.002+08:00

little brother

Honestly, I have always wanted a younger brother...No offense to my little baby sister, I still love you no matter what...The call from my parents yesterday was a definite shock to me, not in a bad way though...Dad told us that they might be adopting a 3 year old boy and I must say that I am actually quite happy with the idea even though there are many things that are running in my mind right now...

I can't imagine having another brother at the age of 26 that is like 23 years younger than me...I have always wanted to adopt a child of my own as I cannot bear looking at kids not getting the love that they deserve...Growing up in a family filled with love I do feel that this little boy deserve the love that my parents has given to all of us...Not only from parents but from my two amazing aunties that would definitely be his aunt later...I don't have any objection over this even though I know many years down the road this boy will be the siblings responsibility...

Dad and mum, I know you will be able to provide the love for this boy and I know he will be as brilliant as us four...I want him to speak well, have confidence and make all of us proud one day...I know its not confirmed yet but if we do get to take care of him that would be what I hope it will be...One thing I am just afraid is that we might all spoil him since he will be the centre of attention...Don't blame us ok, we all love kids just like the both of you...

So little boy whom I don't even know your name yet, please give us all the happiness and we will give you an experience of what a family is...We'll teach you, guide you and make sure you grow up to be a fine young man and of course we will give you love and that was what my folks taught me...

Dad and mum, this is a big decision in our family and I hope if it happens this little boy will be your teman... I know the both of you long for this and I am sure you miss those times when we were still little...No matter what all of us for are still your babies ok...Teach him what you taught us and I know and I believe he will be just fine...

This is truly unexpected but selected...Children are the gift from the above...

P.S: Ma, make sure he can speak well ok, Mrs.Voon tak tau mana dah so you need to be the Mrs.Voon and maybe he will learn my infamous poetry taught by her:-

I'm a lean dog, a keen dog, a wild dog, and lone;
I'm a rough dog, a tough dog, hunting on my own;
I'm a bad dog, a mad dog, teasing silly sheep;
I love to sit and bay the moon, to keep fat souls from sleep.

Daddy u make sure he is very positive...Give him the military training like you did to us...hahahaha....

"Its better to have a loving family than to have no family at all"

2010-03-18T23:33:00.002+08:00

the bus ride

I went to college today to send my equipment back and I must say this Video Production assignment is the toughest...Not in terms of shots or my storyline...Its worse than that...I have never felt this tired carrying everything by myself...I wonder why this is not a group project...I had to carry the camera, tripod and a matte box and my college bag...Dugaan dia Allah S.W.T sahaja la yang tau....The weather is one thing, I had to take a bus and the tram...and of course it was the same thing when I picked it up...And worse of all, my contributor couldn't make it and wants me to arrange for next week...Thank god my name has given me the sifat 'bersyukur' and not to dwell over things like this...

So with my heavy loads I entered the bus, and was greeted by two old ladies asking me if I was from a TV station...Of course not, I'm a Visual Media student working on a college project...She offered me her seat, but of course I refused...I told her that she deserved the seat even though I really needed to seat after walking for 10 minutes...Then the ladies went down after a few stop and I got myself a seat at the handicapped and baby tramp area...While seating I made sure that no one brought a baby in because I will have to carry everything else where...Few stops later, came a man with his baby...I stood up immediately and shifted all my things...Masyallah, beratnya barang2 nie...Well the seat is prioritized that way kan but I managed to get a seat as well...

The man said thanks very much and told me that I could put the things behind his baby's tramp...Suddenly an old lady said something to the both of us which I think is very brilliant..."Both of you are very kind people, trying to help each other...You must always have kindness in your heart as it will bring you a long way, when I was a child that was what my folks taught me...Show kindness and your kids will follow after you and it will go on until you die and when you are kind people will treat you with kindness." I smiled at her and said thanks for the wonderful advice....

I went off the bus and carried my heavy loads, and guess what....Some kind person offered to help me carry my things to the college...Isn't it just so ironic when you just got an advice, it happened all over sudden...Allahamdulliah...Subhanallah...

'Treat everyone with politeness, even those who are rude to you - not because they are nice, but because you are'

-Author Unknown-

2010-03-11T06:06:00.002+08:00

chocolate muffin

I must say that working here in Ireland has given me so much wonderful experience...So memorable which is such a waste not to be shared to others...I didn't know that my job was more than making a sandwich or hot beverages, it offered me a different sight towards life and its wonders...

God will always know what is best for you and I believe that I got this job here as part of what God knows best about me...I know that my entries are so much related to the older gens, well I can't help it since they are the one's who loves talking and sharing so many things with me...I am a strong believer that stories from the older gen's are so pure and full of advice sometimes direct and sometimes in direct...Its how you look at it...

Actually, I owe this entry for a long time as this occurred during Christmas...I promise I will write this short as I would not want to bore anyone with my lengthy style of writing...As usual, my work will always start in the kitchen and of course, it is my responsibility to get all the plates on the table back to the kitchen...While doing so, a lady called me to the table and asked me to get her a pot of tea...Well, orang tua kat sini memang suka minum teh...Of course, I went and get her the pot of tea as she said she was to tired to queue up...I told her the amount, and you know I had to wait for such a long time to wait for it...You know why? She kept the coins in a handkerchief. She doesn't have much and you could see a vision of her background when you look at her but her smile was something...

That is not the main thing that I want to share, what she said to me was golden when I asked her have she prepared herself for Christmas...'Well, my love Christmas is nothing to me, I am by myself, perhaps for youngster like you would enjoy it cause who knows tomorrow I'll be gone." I politely say that she should not say that and I went off...As I left the table, I had a feeling of sadness, it was so strong that I wanted to cry... I don't know why I felt that way, I kept looking outside and looked at her sipping her tea while rubbing her chest...

What she said keeps playing in my mind as if she is going tomorrow...I slide my hands in my pocket and looked at the tips I received from some wonderful old ladies and gents... I had 5 euros in total and without hesitation, I went straight to the server and packed a muffin for her...I told myself that I can always get this tip anytime but maybe this muffin would make her day...

'Here's a muffin on me, please take it,' I said...She looked worried and asked if she had to pay for it...I chuckled and say 'No, it's on me.' You should see how happy she was as she immediately took the muffin and put it in her stroller...' Thank you my child, God will always bless you and I know he will.' Honestly, it was not about the blessing it was what I felt that was right to do...Who knows that the muffin might be the last she ever had...I walked away and as I turned around, she wasn't there anymore...I felt a bit weird there but of course I am happy to make someone's day just by chocolate muffin...

Today, give a stranger one of your smiles. It might be the only sunshine he sees all day.

-Quoted in P.S. I Love You, compiled by H. Jackson Brown, Jr.-

2010-03-11T05:41:00.003+08:00

the lady in a green jacket

Well this is of course not a title of song like 'Lady In Red', this entry is about an old lady who comes frequently to my workplace...Dear Lady In Green, I don't know your name but you sure made me feel that you have so many stories with the jacket you wear everyday. I always believe that people tend to hold to things that they love the most, it may be the weirdest thing like a sweet wrapper or anything that you can relate to yourself when you look at it...

I often meet this particular lady, from the lines on her face I am sure she is about 70ish...Well that does not matter actually, what interest me is the jacket she wears all the time. A green washed jacket which looked like years back...The first time I notice this lady was during my 1st day at work which was before Christmas, despite the worn out jacket she always had a smile on her face. A very friendly lady indeed whom would always ask for a latte in a small cup. She would always ask me for a newspaper to read and would come around 6.00pm when I am about to close the shop. I notice one thing, she still wears the same jacket since Christmas...Is it her favourite? Honestly, I don't think so...I remembered the other day while I was wiping the tables preparing to close the cafe, she called me to the table and said "My dear, come here I want to show you something." Without hesitation I went up to her and she showed me a doll and told me that she wants to give it to her grandchild...

The doll wasn't anything nice, but she liked it so much and insisted me to like it...Of course, I said it is to make her feel happy. The way she talks about the gift was as if it was the most beautiful and most expensive gift she ever given to her grandchild. While I was talking to her, I can't help looking at the jacket she's wearing it says so much about her just by looking at it...Where is your children? Did they not think of buying you a new jacket during Christmas? So today, I asked my sister if she has and extra jacket that she wants to give away and of course I have a very nice sister who would definitely donate a jacket to this lady....I hope she will like it when I give it to her next week...

P/S:

Lady, I don't have the money to buy you a jacket but I do hope that my sister's jacket will keep you warm...I don't care if you don't remember me but I will remember you always...

"If you haven't any charity in your heart, you have the worst kind of heart trouble."

-Bob Hope-

2010-03-09T02:53:00.004+08:00

Random Feelings

This entry is just my random feelings at the moment, what I am about to write is about my parents...I feel that everyone should write to their parents and let them know how grateful you are to have them...

The thing that triggered me to write this entry was inspired by a tune that my parents love which is 'Yesterday Once More' by The Carpenters. Thanks to the iPod for shuffling the playlist to that particular track during my stroll back home from college...I definitely want that 'yesterday once more' to happen at times to be a better person in life. So here is an open letter to my beloved mum and dad...Mum and dad this is a public blog and I want the world to know how much I love the both of you...

Dear Ibu & Abah (Mummy & Daddy),

Here I am in a place so foreign to me with my sister by side at all times. Syukur Allahmdulliah, Mimi is here with me...I must say that I am more than thankful to have such wonderful parents like the both of you. What both of you taught me is who I am now. When my lecturer praises me or even random people I meet on the street says something nice, I will always say this in my heart 'Allhamdullilah, ibu bapa aku didik aku cukup' and I am always proud of that.

I may not be smart and I may not be the best in everything but the both of you never fail to make me feel that I am smart and good at whatever I am doing at all times. Thank you for always accepting my flaws and my mistakes. Just like daddy always say 'its ok to make mistakes', but of course we need to identify the mistakes and make ourself better.

Mum & Dad, I am here standing on my two feet, you thought me how to talk and walk and of course to also 'walk the talk'...You never gave up on any of us...At the back of my mind, I always remember that you are always at our back...Mum you taught me to be brave and have confidence and Dad you taught me to always think positive...I remember all of the things that you taught us...

I was talking to Mimi the other day and I am surprised that she felt the same way as I do...Sometimes I feel that whatever I get in my life is not so much because of my prayers to god, it is your prayers that he answered to give us a good life...Of course we do pray and ask for what we want and need in life but I am always sure that you both are the one's who constantly pray for us to get what we wanted and need....

Sometimes I feel really tired working and studying at the same time...But I always hold this thing in my mind...You worked for us, came home and feed us and taught us about the world and gave us all the love we need...I bet that was more tiring than what I am going through...Mum and the labour pains from her 4 babies and Dad for being the best at work to make ends meet...We are now no longer babies, but I know deep down your hearts we are still those cute little babies...

I am not writing this because I feel lonely here, but I just felt that I should pen it down. Honestly, I'm not...It is just something that I think everyone should always write about their parents from time to time. There are definitely more to write but I will need a lifetime to share the wonders of you both. As for now I'll leave it here as thank you letter for the both you...

Thank you, Mom.

Thank you, Dad.

Three small words.

So much to add.

For all your love

and your support

a million words

would be too short.

The words, "I love you"

seem too few

to express the love

I have for you.

P/S:

So when was the last time you said thank you to your parents?Think about it...

'Children learn to smile from their parents'

-Shinichi Suzuki-

2010-02-24T22:17:00.003+08:00

silent conversation

Have you ever been a position where you had a silent conversation with someone? What I meant is a literally silent one...As I go along in this entry you will get what I am trying to share...

I was walking down the streets near Jervis and as usual I had my trusted iPod to sink my boredom while walking alone...As I was walking towards the traffic light, a guy tapped my shoulder and showed me a stop sign...I indicate that he was telling me to be careful and look out for the incoming vehicles...So the green man on the traffic let went red and I stopped and said thank you to him...He replied with a smile and a nod...So I was like, oh maybe he did not really want to talk...So I walked on...He tapped my shoulder again...I smiled and ask him if I could help him...He took out his phone and typed something...I felt a little bit weird...And this is how our conversation went (thru his phone)...

The Guy: Hi, I am actually dumb(as in he is unable to speak/bisu) and I just want to say hello to you...

Me: Oh, I am sorry...and how are you doing?

The Guy: I am good, I saw you walking and I just want to say that I like your hair...Are from China?

Me:Thanks, that is very kind...You have a nice smile on your face...I am not from China actually but Malaysia...Its part of Asia...

The Guy: Oh I am sorry, but thanks for the compliment..Did you come hear by a boat or a plane?

Me: (I wanted to chuckle but I felt it was not appropriate) By plane, we don't use the boat since I came in here legally to study...

The Guy: Thats nice to know...I am sorry for saying that...Its very nice of you to have a chat with me thru the sms function on my phone...Have a good day and look out for the cars when you are walking....

Me: Its my pleasure, hope to see you sometime...Take care now...

That was one long conversation typed on his phone...What a day isn't it...Actually this happened to me a week after I arrived Dublin...Honestly, I was afraid when he took out the phone but that was quite an experience having a silent conversation with someone...It is amazing how friendly some people can be...Being disable does not stop anyone,this guy thought me something on that day...Whoever you are, may God bless you...

'Kindness is a language the dumb speak and the deaf can hear and understand'

-Christian Nevell Bovee-

2010-02-23T22:12:00.004+08:00

hold my hand

Studying, working and living here in Dublin has given me an array of colourful daily life...There are a lot of things that I see and experience which is definitely worth to share...Well this is my view as a foreigner here it maybe different with other people...Like I said in my previous entries, I meet nice wonderful poeple in the bus,train, while sitting down alone in the mall area and even while walking...

Last week during work I met and interesting lady, and old lady which looked like everyone's favourite grandmothers...As usual, I was serving some customers and then came this cute old lady with a smile on her face asking me for a pot of tea...I made the pot of tea of her choice and asked her if she needed anything else...Well, this time is different she needed more than just a sandwich or a pot of tea...She has asked me to hold her hand, and without hesitation I hold her hands...It was quite a grip and she said "Thank you my child, I have no grand children and I don't know where my children are now, it is nice of you to hold my hand." I replied, "Don't say thank you, I miss my grandmother very much so you made my day as well."And she said, " Thank you love, you are very kind, its freezing outside." I just gave her a smile and continued with my work and I overheard her conversation with her friend saying that she loved how friendly some people can be and most of them are in Obrien's Illac...What a great day isn't it despite of being tired washing the dishes and serving my customers their favourite sandwich...One thing I learn for a long time working in the service line is to be able to make the customer feel like its their second home...

This is one of the best experiences and of course I have more...I don't know why but I am closely related to the older generations...Maybe I connect better with them or maybe I am very used to having older people around me like arwah Tok and Mek...Thanks to them, I am such a lovable grandchild to the old folks in Dublin...

"Grandmas hold our tiny hands for just a little while, but our hearts forever"
-Author Unknown-

2010-02-15T08:13:00.001+08:00

A Song For My Ratu Hati...Muna Hj.Kassim...(Mummy click the Play button ok)

2010-02-15T06:52:00.004+08:00

am i not Malaysian enough ah?

I must say I am definitely one of those people who will always remember my roots no matter where I go...I am always proud to say, I AM FROM MALAYSIA to anyone I meet...I am pretty sure that reading the title might make someone ponder if I am going to write something about a person yang 'lupa diri'...Actually what I am about to share is rather funny experience of a Malaysian in a foreign land...

As for those who doesn't know, I study and work part time at a sandwich bar...If you've read my blog you would notice some of previous posts...As we all know, everything that happens daily is a life experience that may be happy,sad or whatever you go through it...Beat it lah kalau jatuh basikal sambil hantar nasi ayam to my sister or my bus rides to college...This experience I had today is rather funny to me...Today is the first day I question myself...Am I not Malaysian enough?

So this is what happen...As usual, I will be at the bar waiting and serving my regular sandwich craze customers...Then comes a student, which is definitely Malaysian too me...I am sure anyone who travels or study abroad will know if someone is from their country tak kisah lah Cina,Melayu or India...Right? Or so I thought this way all the time...So the usual script...Can I help you there?And she replied she wanted a cappuccino...So I made the cappuccino feeling rather happy to get a customer from my country...Ye lah dah lama tak cakap Melayu, hari-hari battle with the lidah belit2...(For example: Would you like some budder(butter)?--->actually ini mengajuk kawan-kawan dari negeri cina yang berusaha gigih untuk mendapatkan accent)

I bluntly asked her, "Are you Malaysian?" And of course my Malaysian instinct was correct..."Yes, I am from Malaysia...You Malaysian ke?Seriously you don't look Malaysian" Honestly, I don't know how to feel...Hello tak nampakkah Melayu/Malaysian written on my face...And I said "Ummm,ye saya orang Malaysia,by the way terima kasih and enjoy your meal."Then the person replied to me"Sorry, you memang tak nampak Malaysian, mesti dah duduk lama sebab your English bukan macam Malaysian...Dah lama duduk and kerja sini ke?" And maybe my answer to her draws a big shock on her face when I told her I just arrived here in September and worked for almost 2 months in Dublin....

Honestly, I am not sure on how should I feel...Insulted?More to confused to me...I think I do look Malaysian and I am always proud to be Malaysian...I have more to tell and I will write more on my experiences here as a foreigner...For this entry I will quote from the legendary Hang Tuah which is...

"Takkan Melayu Hilang Di Dunia" -Hang Tuah-

PS: See I am very Malay ok...

**Picture credits to Kasikampus Blog

2010-02-11T01:49:00.003+08:00

Cracked Pot

An interesting email that I would like to share with all...It inspired me and I hope you'll get something out of this as well....

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An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across her neck.

One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water.

At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.

For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water.

Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments.

But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do.

After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream.

'I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house.'

The old woman smiled, 'Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side?'

'That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them.'

For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table.

Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house.'

Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding.

You've just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them.

So, to all of my cracked pot friends, have a great day and remember to smell the flowers on your side of the path!

2010-02-10T04:06:00.006+08:00

lost of appetite

Me losing my appetite?This is not me...I have been eating well these few days but today while I was about to put some rice on my plate...I just decided not to...If you are thinking I am on a diet...I am not...I don't like eating alone or it's just one of those days where I just don't have the mood to...

Talking about food I will always remember my siblings outings together...Mum and dad used to be very busy with work and even when my dad has a business trip overseas mum would tag along with him...Dad loves having mum around in any occasions...That's love right...Always enjoying the company of your loved ones...And that is exactly how I always feel when I am with my siblings...

Whenever mum and dad are not around they would usually leave some money to my eldest brother Rafeq to take us out for anything we wish to eat...And this is when we really become ourselves of course...Hehehe...Well its not that we were any different when our parents are around...You know when kids are by themselves...

So there was once we went to our favourite place which is Shakey's Pizza which is situated near SJMC...We liked it there since there is not many people and we are bored eating at the club even though we have the privilege by dad to sign on the bills...Well we are not spoiled kids but we were blessed to be able to enjoy so many things in life...Thanks to mum and dad who would constantly make ends meet for us....

Shakey's Pizza is no longer there anymore but looking at the corner lot of where it used to be would give me a vision of me and my siblings sitting at the table near the entrance...We like sitting there don't we...That was the place where we had our good laugh at the waiter or waitresses...I know its not a very nice thing to do but we were kids...

It was 8ish at night and we were all so eager to order our meal...Well we are always eager to eat ANYTHING...So there comes this waitress with a nice smile on her face not knowing on how mean this kids are...So she asked us what we wanted...And one of the orders was a jug of Pepsi...Kesian waitress to struggling to melayan our so called English yang berhabuk kot...Thanks to Vinita,Mrs Voon & Sri KL...Hahaha...She repeated our order while suffering to converse back to us..."So one PETSI,"she said...And of course I almost burst out laughing and my brother had to repeat what she said to her face...Kesian sangat...I think she must have felt so embarrassed...It wasn't that funny now but it was so funny back then...I wonder why but maybe we just like picking on people's small errors...Which is not a good thing I must say...

And there is one famous word from my eldest brother as well...GRONJONG...I am sure Mimi,Aqim and Afeq will remember this...We were eating at the best Chinese restaurant, Ti Chen at Saujana Golf & Country Club...Mum and dad would always let their babies choose whatever they wanted to eat...Raqim with his Mango Chicken,me and my Buttered Prawns,Rafeq and his Siakap in soy sauce and Mimi would eat anything we ordered...And how did that term came up? This is what happened...The waiter came with the food and before the food was even on the table, all our hands were already trying grab the food...Oh my...Where did our manners went...And Rafeq laughed and said "Korang ni GRONJONG LA..."Basically it meant 'Gelojoh' (being greedy)...And yes we still use this term among ourselves until now...Sorry mum and dad you must have been a little bit malu when we did that...

Its the closeness that we share that I will always treasure ...Simple thoughts like this will make you value life better...Maybe when me and Mimi are back in Malaysia, Rafeq & Raqim let's have a cup of PETSI and be all GRONJONG again...I miss you both...

"To the outside world, we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other's hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time."

-Clara Ortega-

2010-02-09T04:27:00.002+08:00

oranges

I love eating oranges and of course I am aware of the sugar level that is in it...Don't worry mum...Well this entry is not about me liking to eat oranges but how it reminds me of someone I love dearly...I never told anyone this, but sometimes when I actually want to eat oranges is simply because I miss my arwah Tok...Hajah Zabedah Abdullah, a beautiful lady with so many stories to tell...

Well, I grew up with her and she was the one who never fails to feed me and made me a cute fat baby...So ada apa dengan buah oren and Tok?Being her 'tongkat' which she always relates me and my brother Raqim since we are her cucu that will always hold her hand where ever she goes...I can clearly remember how she would count 1,2 ,3 to go up an escalator while holding my hands...Tok loves sharing stories and loves joking with us...

One day, I was sitting down near her while she was peeling mandarin oranges for me...And out of the blue she asked me a question, "Ila nak pergi negeri Cina tak?". Being an innocent little kid I spontaneously said YES! Siapa tak nak pegi holiday kan? And guess what she did, she took the skin of the orange and squirt it to my eyes...Of course its memedihkan which made me close my eyes...And she said "Ha,tu dah dapat pegi negeri Cina,mata dah sepet." She chuckled and gave me a slice of the orange...How I miss that moment now that she is no longer with us...At times when I am peeling an orange and you know how those nasty thing will percik in your eyes, I will always feel that she is with me...

She was the one that would always try to bail me out of trouble...I accidentally broke the house phone and I remembered being so afraid if my dad were to find out about it...And I did not want to eat my dinner because I was so nervous and guess what she said to me "Takpe, nanti Tok cakap kat abah Tok yang buat phone tu rosak ok?" And of course being a fat kid, I ran to the dining table and happily eat my dinner...Things that she would do for me amazes me...I have so many things to share but whenever I write about her I will have tears in my eyes...I love you Tok...

I'll write more on Tok and of course my Mek as well...Both ladies has so much impact in my life...I just can't write anymore now....

-Al-Fatihah-
Semoga roh kedua-dua nenek kesayanganku ditempatkan di kalangan orang-orang yang beriman...Ameen...
(Hajah Zabedah Abdullah & Hajah Halimah Mohamad)

"If you look deeply into the palm of your hand, you will see your parents and all generations of your ancestors.All of them are alive in this moment. Each is present in your body.You are the continuation of each of these people"
-Thich Nhat Hanh-

2010-02-09T02:48:00.003+08:00

being brilliant is no great feat if you respect nothing...

"Ignorance is bliss"...I am sure anyone will know this saying...Sometimes there are things in life that you just need to learn to ignore...But today this saying does not matter to me because it matters not to ignore...

Today I had my 1st tutorial on 'Commercial Photography'...Sounds very interesting isn't it...The subject is interesting but there are things that disgust and upsets me when i enter this class...I'll tell you why...

Honestly I am quite surprise on how some people can be such a racist in one of the most friendly cities I've ever been to...People would greet you out of the blue here and I myself have met some nice people during my rides in the bus, the tram and in my workplace...This person I am talking about is the person whom we should learn from and gain knowledge...So I am sure you know what position this person is in the college...

I am not writing this to judge this person as I am no one to judge anyone...But today, this person really made me think about this line 'learn to respect others to be respected'...And I do hold on to that...This is what happens and you tell me if I am just being emotional at no reasons...Mum and dad, this entry might have some vulgar words in it because it will lose its story if I don't put it in...This is to describe how disappointed I am with a person who is suppose to teach and make something out of someone...

So today we were given a task and one of it was an assignment with a free brief...Basically, it means that we are allowed to showcase any types of photos where the themes are set totally by ourselves...So this person went on telling on the do's and don't s of the task....At that moment, I was just about to tell myself that this person has gotten better after one bad semester which is a few months back...Honestly, I am not the only one who thinks of this person this way...

While this person was yapping and yapping, this person said, "Ok, I know St.Patrick's Day is coming soon and who would be interested to make a project on this?'...The class did not answer him and he continued "Well, I don't want to see any of this St.Patrick's Day s**t or what ever f**k, I don't give a f**k about it oh and if you are thinking on doing something about O'Connell Street, don't f**king give me that cause who gives a f**king damn about Dublin"...I was like ok and whatever suits this grumpy old person and I was trying to keep myself to the 'ignorance is bliss' mode until this person nicely said this..."Well, you might be thinking that you won't do this but some of you people might.."and he had a slight cynical chuckle...(And guess what, he pointed right at the row of my classmates from China and smiling to his fellow countrymen)Ouch!!Of course it was not pointed at me because I was sitting at a different row but as an Asian and as a foreigner I felt it right down to my heart...

Where did this person put his senses? That was the most absurd thing to do...Maybe those topic did not matter to this person but it might matter to those people that this person was pointing at and yes this person had to smile to his fellow people while saying this...I really feel like telling this person straight to his face..."Excuse me, if you come down to my country please just leave your camera back to where you belong and don't bother taking pictures cause we don't give a damn about it as well"(Of course we care about our culture,this sentence is only for this gentleman)...How would this person feel if someone said that...This person needs to know that to some people the culture of others may be at interest and kenapa matsalleh sibuk nak tangkap gambar culture orang Asia, kau ingat orang kita hadap sangat dengan culture kau...

I am not angry actually, its more on being disappointed as this person should respect the feelings of others...You may be one of the best here in your country but have some respect to the people who are here to learn...Zaman Celtic Tiger kau tu pun orang Asia ni lah yang bangunkan kan harimau tu...And I am not bothered that this person enjoys teaching with vulgar words because orang kalau dah tua and dah memang macam tu memang lah susah untuk dia tukar cara percakapan dia but please respect others because you are a man of respect and a person we call our teacher...

Well this is just my ramblings for today...I don't mean anything bad about it but I hope this person will just change a little...I need an education not nonsense like this...

"I'm not concerned with your liking or disliking me...All I ask is that you respect me as a human being"
-Jackie Robinson-

2010-02-06T07:04:00.002+08:00

untitled

Well this entry today will be untitled since I have no idea what to write actually...I just reached home and I am extremely bored right now... I had a good time with my sister and her close friend Amna at Eddie's Rocket for a sinful cup of Oreo's Milkshake a while ago...It is nice to sit down and laughing our hearts out, it reminds me of my childhood as I spend alot of time with my sister...We did so many things together and its nice to be here with her...

Talking about my sister brings me down to memory lane on a rather funny incident between the two of us...Well its funny to me and it does not matter if its not funny to anyone else...So here's what happen...

Location: The Car Porch

Props: Mum's Brown Mercedes BBB 8181 (I think that's the number plate)

Situation: I was taking the act of a magician whom is about to perform a trick (You know those tricks where you put someone in a big chest/case and suddenly they appear to be outside)

Me: Ok Mimi jangan risau...Mimi just go into mummy's car-boot ok and I will let you out....Don't worry...

(Mimi being a little innocent baby followed my instruction while I helped her to get in)

Mimi: Ok...Ila nak buat apa nie?

Me: Takpe nanti Ila boleh keluarkan Mimi...Mi duduk je dalam tu ok...

Mimi: Ok

(I closed the car-boot real hard)

Me: Ok mimi when I say abrakadebra...you will be out in a second....

(Well seconds took like 5 minutes and I was about to panic)

Mimi: Ila...mimi tak boleh nafas lah...cepat lah...

(Still trying to control myself as I was freaking out already)

Me:Mimi diam dulu ok...kejap...Abrakedebra x5 (While clicking the car-boot knob dengan keadaan takut)

Mimi: (She was all sweaty and about to cry) Ila tipu...Mi dah nak mati dah kat dalam tu....

(Mimi ran in the house and get arwah Tok's comfort but she did not tell Tok anything...Thank God!)

This is what I call TV influence...I was really scared at that point but when I think about it, it makes me laugh thinking of how pucat I was trying to let her out of the car-boot....I don't know if she remembers this story...

Ok I am off to bed now...I'll share more about my childhood stories which constantly makes my day everytime I think about it...

Abrakedebra....

"If you carry your childhood with you,you never become older"

-Tom Stoppard-

2010-02-04T06:25:00.002+08:00

The Belly Rules The Mind

Talking about diet...I remembered myself being as skinny as a matchstick which made everyone in the house get all worried..What do you expect a person who used to weigh 75kgs went down to 43kgs...That is almost half of my fat body ok...But I am no longer that anorexic person ok...I now healthy weigh 55kgs and I am happy with it...The next best thing in this world is FOOD...

Well this entry is dedicated to my little sister actually since she is going on a healthy eating lifestyle now...I will not say she is on a diet nanti kena marah with her...But apa-apa pun I support you ok Mimi...You still look good no matter what because your my little baby sister...Just some updates, today I had a share of her healthy eating since she made me cook for her...I guessed she missed me so much since I was away for a good ten days...Absence makes the heart goes fonder kan...So i cooked for her a breaded cod fish which is of course baked in the oven...Not allowed to fry anything...She made me eat this baby spinach...Nasib baik sedap because I love sayur bayam(spinach)...Aren't you proud of me mum?You always want me to eat salads kan...Ni tekak melayu la ma...Nak nasik jugak...But being supportive I ate the same meal as my sister even though I was longing for sambal belacan...

Apa-apapun I am glad to see some improvement in my sister...She did lose some weight and I will continue to support her journey of eating healthily(more like dieting)...I am proud of you...Nanti I cook some more for you ok Memot...

Nothing would be more tiresome than eating and drinking if God had not made them a pleasure as well as a necessity.

-Voltaire-

2010-02-02T03:13:00.005+08:00

Home

Home is where the heart is...I miss home a lot...Betul lah apa orang tua-tua selalu cakap...Bila dah jauh baru nak ingat rumah...Hahaha...Ni kalau daddy baca nie mesti macam-macam daddy comment...Actually this feeling came all over sudden when I was sitting alone at my balcony...I saw a bunch of kids running...So carefree and happy and that must be what I felt years ago...Yes!many years ago walaupun muka tetap nampak muda...

When I think of home, teringat kat the good food...Lapo sebenarnya nie...Kat sini hari hari mencekik ayam je...Ok ada la beli ikan...Tapi ikan dalam packet yang takde la sedap mana pun...Kan sedap kalau dapat makan ikan cencaru sumbat sambal...Kecur pulak while I am writing this...Mummy nanti balik nak makan ikan hari-hari ok...

"The love of a family is life's greatest blessing"
-Anonymous-

2010-02-02T02:54:00.002+08:00

Back To College!

I have been leaving this blog on idle for quite sometime...Well, I don't think it matters that much since who in the world reads my boring ramblings...Oh well...Just some updates over the past weeks...I am back to college for Semester Two already, finally I have more things to do now...Nerd habis...Haha...Just like what my aunt said to me "Kesian dia, I am sure you are feeling miserable"...This is what she said to me when I told her I am studying and reading books...Sangat obvious that I never like to read...

Exams are finally over and I am glad everything went well and thanks to mum and dad for their constant prayers for me especially mummy with her doa's and some from arwah mek...Rindu kat mek and tok...Lagi-lagi when I bump into the nenek's here in Dublin...Ok I should get back on track nanti sedih pulakkan...I went to college early this morning to check on my schedule and the good news is there are only 3 days of class...So more days to work...Allhamdullilah...

I bumped into one of my college mate Alton...Ok nama dia macam 'Alsatian Dog' kan or 'Alastian Dog' according to arwah Tok Jantan...Haha...Ok I should stop being mean now...Well we were talking and discussing on which subject to pick since we had a hard time with our previous photography lecturer who is unfortunately racist in some reasons...I really want to take up this commercial photography but the lecturer is sadly racist...Actually I don't really care about his issues but more on how he teaches the student...He is a well known photographer in Ireland tapi tak boleh mengajar,maybe it is true that not many people can teach...But now I have to decide...So the decision is to go for both photojournalism and commercial photography class and decide from there....

Dah banyak sangat membebel on this blog...I will stop writing now and continue to write more later...

"The most decisive actions of our life - I mean those that are most likely to decide the whole course of our future - are, more often than not, unconsidered."
-Andre Gide-

2010-01-12T02:15:00.009+08:00

Dublin In White

Its been very cold these few days...Oh this makes me rindu Malaysia...I want the sun badly right now...Posted some pictures on Facebook and yes everyone seems to like the album,just by looking at the snow...Well, the grass is not always greener on the other side my friends...It is uber cold...

Here are some pics which made someone laughed...Apparently, my snowman is very ketot and looks like a midget...

the ketot snowman

Whaddaya think?Isn't he a cutie...I can't write much these few days due to my exams...After almost 5 years of working and now I have to sit for an exam...I've never felt like pissing in my pants this bad in my life before...Takpe la, I will do my very best but I cannot promise anything since its a written exams...Like what I told daddy and mummy...."Mum,I just wish all exams are just tested through bercakap, I am sure I'll do well"...Ya ya ya, like that will ever happen...

Ok so here are some pictures to share....

I'll post more pictures soon...Nanti takde cerita pulakkan...Next will be the snowman and the anak-anak on my next post which I will relate to some stories of my childhood in it...

Back to the books now...

"I looked always outside of myself to see what I could make the world give me instead of looking within myself to see what was there."

-Belle Livingstone-

2010-01-04T17:47:00.005+08:00

Good Morning Dublin

As said yesterday that I will write again and keeping to my inner promises to continue writing to cure my boredom and sadness being in this land of leprechauns...

I woke up early this morning well I do wake up early but its earlier than usual...Staring at this four walls does not really help...There is nothing much to write actually but I'll just share with you some stories from my work place...As what my sister always say to me since I arrived Dublin,my friends are usually people with language difficulties and I am left to give them a straight face without being rude and giggle...

This is one scene in O'Briens...

The Scene: Fairly alot of customers queuing up for their HAM n CHEESE Toasties...

Colleague A: Heyya
Customer: Heyya..Can I have the Breakfast Toastie please?
Colleague A: Yah sure,emmm for ze breakafast toztie wud you like ah' ketchup ah' or relishy ah' (YOU WILL HAVE TO READ IT AS IT IS) ***Relishy is actually relish and the ah' is like our lah maybe...
Customer: Emmmm...Neither...
Colleague A: I'm ah' sorry sir...We don't have neither...
Customer A: *Deep Silence* then replied politely...I mean I don't want any of those...

By the way, this entry is not meant to be mean or anything...Its just that some people can just take everything literally...And its funny when it happens and you know you cannot laugh or anything infront of so many people...

Well this is not the only stories you know...I am done now...Will update more when I come back from work today...

"Never regret something that once made you smile."
-Amber Deckers-

2010-01-04T05:38:00.011+08:00

2010: Back To Blogging

It 2010, and I must say that everyone is making such big fuss about it...Personally I don't see what is the big hu ha, for me it is just a beginning of a new year and more challenges in life for all us to face...Well this is not the reason why I am writing actually...Its been 3 years since this blog when on an idle mode or more like a hibernating mode...So finally after 3 years, I am laying my fingers back here and with hope I will write everyday...

There is nothing new about me,basically for who ever who does not know me I am now back to college after several years working...yes I am 26 years old this year and I am back to the college bench to earn my degree...I hope I will make mum and dad proud...Well I should not hope...I MUST make them PROUD...

Currently I am studying in Griffith College Dublin...Thanks dad and mum,I am blessed to have great parents like the both of you...Well as everyone knows DUBLIN or how my sister would describe it as DUH-BLIN is famous for its accountancy and medic courses...And of course I am not in any of those courses, someone might just die if I am a doctor and I might mess someone accounts if I were and accountant...I'll just leave the job with numbers for my sister Mimi who is a Tax Auditer in Dublin and yes I am proud of her...I am currently in a course which is not so very famous yet maybe among Malaysian here which is Journalism and Visual Media...And yes I am the only Malaysian in my class and the rest is a bunch of interesting people that I will write about more soon....

Besides taking my degree here, recently I got myself a part time job in O'Brien's as a sandwich maker(more like a general assistant) since I have to do everything...I am not complaining as this job gave me a new oppurtunity...Working with a foreign employer and meeting new people everyday...And like how everyone always tell me that I am good with the elder generations, my friends/frequent customers are always the nenek's and atuk-atuk's who always feel like I am their cucu...I like them, they are always honest and has so much stories to tell...You'll know why I am saying this soon in my other entries in future...

I'll stop writing now...

"Those that think it is permissible to tell white lies soon grow color blind."
-Austin O'Malley-

2007-05-22T21:23:00.001+08:00

teluk intan shoot

i came across this old man during my shoot in Teluk Intan...He caught my attention with his character... truly i feel that there is sadness in his eyes...Looking at him for a long time...touches my emotion... i then sat somewhere near him...then came one guy...he told me that this 'old guy' has no home to go to...he sleeps near the river while others are busy fishing...sad...but its the reality...it made me miss my father at the moment...but dad...one thing i know...you'll never be homeless while i am around to take care of you...and you to mummy...i love you guys....

2007-05-22T20:52:00.002+08:00

my new life as a broadcast journalist

its been a while since I lay my fingers on my blog...last posted in 2006...pretty long time to stop blogging...well here goes nothing out of my 2 cents la...ok my life this days are pretty hectic... i am going through a new phase in my broadcasting life....goodbye dramas...goodbye films...and hello to broadcast journalism...i must say...its not as easy as my previous experience...especially a person like me....my knowledge for MALAY vocabs are so sad....but somehow...there are always people here in my office who are always willing to help me out...even though my scripts are still poor...but hey...its worth the try....thank you to my Producer for believing in me....and of course the first person in my life that I love...you know who you are...:D well i hope i will continue writing in here...most probably in BM...so that I can improve my vocab..hehehe... :D

2006-01-24T11:03:00.000+08:00

At last...I have found the phone that i really want...I am definately happy...Only God knows how happy I am...Thanks mummy....I love you!!!

2006-01-17T10:25:00.002+08:00

Believe that there is movement in still life

Life is getting more hectic this days...Everyone is seeking for that pot of gold...just to satisfy themselves and everyone around them...Life I must say is pretty much a routine...I know there must be and explanation for everything...

There must be something out there, otherwise what created these laws/principles on which we base our life: air which we breathe, the water/food we need to live, and the gravitational field which keeps us stuck to the ground? Well imagine a place where those laws didn't exsist, well I suppose that's on another planet, which is guided by it's own principles, but it's not like we had any say in the way things were made. Otherwise why would we create gadgets and specialize in fields as cloning and mocking the very principles we've lived by for century's? Where we meant to drive like maniac's? Where we meant to have corrupt politicians?Where we meant to become a generation of senseless, and thoughtless human beings that step on one another and do what they can to get ahead. Not caring about the person beside them, around them, or that live here with them? One day we all die, so think about your actions and consequences, and if there is a God, and there is a life after death...hmmm...did i getcha thinking....

2006-01-17T09:38:00.001+08:00

...follow the guideliness in life it will lead you to salvation...that's how you will be judged in life...

Always obey and follow the guidelines set before you, but always follow your heart too, because without that, you have nothing! It is your eternal guide, it is what will lead you to salvation! If that is how you feel and that is what you believe - then that is how you will be judged... in the eye's of God! If you feel it's wrong, then don't do it. Always do what's best, and what you feel is the right thing to do.

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