You are strolling through the park. Deep in thought with your latest buisness problems... Hmmm... Should I place (a) with (b), or should I seperate them. Blablabla... buisness is soooooo NOT my thing. Anyway, your attention was suddenly taken away from your buisness problems as you saw a madman coming your way. He was singing loudly, with the voice of nails scratching on blackboards magnified 10 times. A lot of people was watching him. Some with a bemused expresion while some others laughed. You went on your way. Thanking your lucky stars that you are born normal and don't need to be laughed by other people.
You walk home, thinking about your two lovely children that will greet you when you go home and ease you of your tensions. Your sweet and sexy husband, that will give you a kiss and make you forget about buisness. Your front door creaked open to prove you wrong. Your kids are trying in vain to wrek the house. And your grumpy husband grumpily asks you if you had dinner ready. Not, "hey sweetums", or "hello sexy chick!" It's, "is dinner ready?". He touched a nerve. Both of you start quarreling. As you try to calm yourself down, your mind strays to the madman you saw at the park. You think... He is so lucky...
Why is that? Why will your mind suddenly think that. Well, ponder for a sec... He's happy, coz he is free! He has no family, but that leaves him free from household wrecks and quarrels! (That is, IF he has a house) He is jobless... OHO! Free from stupid bosses and colleagues that try to take oppotunity of you! The point is, no matter how hungry or poor the madman is, he is happy coz he is free! He sings and joy all day while you grouch over work. You die(touch wood) when you're old worrying of your children. The madman dies(touch wood, again) without worries!
Therefore, we shouldn't be so sure of happiness. Happiness depends on how you need, and find it. Not from the money you earn or the expensive dresses you got. Happiness comes with content in your life. And the ability to open your mind and eyes to look at the world and appreciate it...
Special Edition : Happy Mother's Day Original
A mother has a 1001 things to worry about.
When you're in her tummy, she worries that she will lose you forever if she is not careful.
When she is finally in labour, she worries that there might be something wrong with you. And your future will be ruined.
When you are finally out of her tummy, safe and sound. She lies awake, wondering about her future and how her mum have to suffer so much just to give birth to her.
When you are a baby, she worries that her milk might not be nutritious enough to give you life.
When you are a toddler, she worries that he kindergarten people might be harsh to you and make you scared.
Finally, when you are a teenager, she's frightened that you might mix with the wrong sort of people, chat online with the wrong people, and ruin your whole future.
When you get out of college, set a diploma and masters decree, she has doubts if you wil find a job in this hard and complicated modern world.
When you get a job, has good finances and is seen as a God by your boss, she wonders when are you going to have a boyfriend and settle down with a good family
After you are married, she's scared if your husband will treat you badly.
When you have a child, she goes all out to protect you and your child from harm, worrying that you might get sick taking care of your child.
When she's old, and haggardly. She worries that she might die soon. But not because of her own expense, because she's scared of how you will live in your later life. And she will not be there to help you when you are in need.
This is how great your mothers are. When you are quarreling with her(which is what I always do), you might hate her SO much. But if you sit down and ponder, "why did she ache her throat so much for?" you'll understand.
The quote 'Mother Knows Best" doesn't mean she is always right.
It means she knows that she care, and her words just means good for you...
"Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers!!!"
When you're in her tummy, she worries that she will lose you forever if she is not careful.
When she is finally in labour, she worries that there might be something wrong with you. And your future will be ruined.
When you are finally out of her tummy, safe and sound. She lies awake, wondering about her future and how her mum have to suffer so much just to give birth to her.
When you are a baby, she worries that her milk might not be nutritious enough to give you life.
When you are a toddler, she worries that he kindergarten people might be harsh to you and make you scared.
Finally, when you are a teenager, she's frightened that you might mix with the wrong sort of people, chat online with the wrong people, and ruin your whole future.
When you get out of college, set a diploma and masters decree, she has doubts if you wil find a job in this hard and complicated modern world.
When you get a job, has good finances and is seen as a God by your boss, she wonders when are you going to have a boyfriend and settle down with a good family
After you are married, she's scared if your husband will treat you badly.
When you have a child, she goes all out to protect you and your child from harm, worrying that you might get sick taking care of your child.
When she's old, and haggardly. She worries that she might die soon. But not because of her own expense, because she's scared of how you will live in your later life. And she will not be there to help you when you are in need.
When you cry her heart breaks,
When you're shouting her throat aches,
When you're sad her head breaks,
When you're happy she make cakes.
This is how great your mothers are. When you are quarreling with her(which is what I always do), you might hate her SO much. But if you sit down and ponder, "why did she ache her throat so much for?" you'll understand.
The quote 'Mother Knows Best" doesn't mean she is always right.
It means she knows that she care, and her words just means good for you...
"Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers!!!"
Shop till you drop?
Oh! Finally, after 2 years of working in that stupid workplace. You FINALLY got a raise... Determined not to waste your 2 years of hard work, you decided to buy a new dress for that party your friends organised for you because of your raise. You step into Nike, Prada, Forevevr 21, even a shoe shop. But to no avail. You just CAN'T find the perfect dress!! Until sudden sixth sense brought you to one of the shops. You saw the most gorgeous, black dress you had ever seen! You try it in the fitting room and it fits perfectly. Hugging your curves and making you look chic, stylish and sexy.... You are about to purchase the dress when suddenly, you notice another dress. It's a limited edition dress and there is only five of it in the WHOLE WORLD!!! You imagine how your friends will turn green with jealousy and tried it on. It doesn't suit you AT ALL. Your bum look too big, your boobs too small. In fact, it makes you look like a bag lady. So, which dress will you buy? The gorgeous black dress? Or the LIMITED EDITION dress?
Now, I'm NOT talking about the rich people who can afford to buy BOTH the dresses, nor am I talking about the smart person who will buy the dress that suits her. I'm taliking about the idiot ( no offence ) that will buy the limited edition dress. Seriously, what wre you thinking??? Gal, you have no own stand. You waste your money buying a dress that DON'T suit you instead of buying the cheaper and better dress and leaving some money for savings and a romantic dinner for two with your soulmate. Is that called smart?
Sure... you will have the privilege of getting praised by your family and friends. But do you think they are complimenting on you? NO! They are complimenting on the dress! And how long do you think the compliments will last? A month? A week? As far as you can know, it will not last forever! Soon... more beautiful dresses will be made and people will probably be pondering WHY had they had ever complimented on you dress at all.
So, at the end of the day, you lose most of your money for a dress that don't even look normal on you, don't have a romantic dinner with your soulmate, no money to save, and a BIG regret for buying that dress. Therefore, think wisely before you make a descision or buy something. It might lead to A LOT of heartbreak.
Now, I'm NOT talking about the rich people who can afford to buy BOTH the dresses, nor am I talking about the smart person who will buy the dress that suits her. I'm taliking about the idiot ( no offence ) that will buy the limited edition dress. Seriously, what wre you thinking??? Gal, you have no own stand. You waste your money buying a dress that DON'T suit you instead of buying the cheaper and better dress and leaving some money for savings and a romantic dinner for two with your soulmate. Is that called smart?
Sure... you will have the privilege of getting praised by your family and friends. But do you think they are complimenting on you? NO! They are complimenting on the dress! And how long do you think the compliments will last? A month? A week? As far as you can know, it will not last forever! Soon... more beautiful dresses will be made and people will probably be pondering WHY had they had ever complimented on you dress at all.
So, at the end of the day, you lose most of your money for a dress that don't even look normal on you, don't have a romantic dinner with your soulmate, no money to save, and a BIG regret for buying that dress. Therefore, think wisely before you make a descision or buy something. It might lead to A LOT of heartbreak.
Unappreciation
We know that chicks are hatched from eggs right? We also know that eggs come from chickens, right? That's normal... Or is it? I use to think, that the universe, planets, and everything is made from God. But currently, I have been wondering... What is this world REALLY made of?
I mean, gods were once humans, right? So who creatd them? Who was the first creator? Who even created such thing as FIRST? These thoughts used to make me mad. So I mostly just give up. But that's beside the point.
The point is, we have a;ways heard of parents telling their children to believe in GOD And for centuries, there is proof that there are such thing as Gods. We think that we can appreciate life jus by devoting our lives to the gods. Just by praying and believing in them. But are we showing ENOUGH to the gods that we trust and devote?
I'm pretty young. In fact, I haven't even experienced the difficulties of the world yet. But I just want to know, why can't we take ife as it is? Normally, people are scared of death. Even me... I wonder, readers... have you ever wondered, that life is destined? I mean, life or death has been written in destiny. We cannot do anything to stop it. So why are we scared of it?
Of course, we HAVE to take care of ourselves. Sometimes, I imagine god up there, looking down at us. Just like how we treat animals and plants in experiments. God is experimenting with us. The so-called humans. Perhaps god don't control our brain. God looks down and see what will happen to people if they are destined like so-and-so. Who knows, there might be another dimension that God created, to compare with our human world.
And now, my ununderstandable (probably) piece of blog is finished. I just want to say, I believe in God, and in karma. I believe, a bit of love and appreciation, will change something. Who can determine what? But something...
I mean, gods were once humans, right? So who creatd them? Who was the first creator? Who even created such thing as FIRST? These thoughts used to make me mad. So I mostly just give up. But that's beside the point.
The point is, we have a;ways heard of parents telling their children to believe in GOD And for centuries, there is proof that there are such thing as Gods. We think that we can appreciate life jus by devoting our lives to the gods. Just by praying and believing in them. But are we showing ENOUGH to the gods that we trust and devote?
I'm pretty young. In fact, I haven't even experienced the difficulties of the world yet. But I just want to know, why can't we take ife as it is? Normally, people are scared of death. Even me... I wonder, readers... have you ever wondered, that life is destined? I mean, life or death has been written in destiny. We cannot do anything to stop it. So why are we scared of it?
Of course, we HAVE to take care of ourselves. Sometimes, I imagine god up there, looking down at us. Just like how we treat animals and plants in experiments. God is experimenting with us. The so-called humans. Perhaps god don't control our brain. God looks down and see what will happen to people if they are destined like so-and-so. Who knows, there might be another dimension that God created, to compare with our human world.
And now, my ununderstandable (probably) piece of blog is finished. I just want to say, I believe in God, and in karma. I believe, a bit of love and appreciation, will change something. Who can determine what? But something...
Is Love an object? A feeling? Is it created? Is it even real?
You've probably heard about love in fairytales, stories, myths and legends. Mostly, those stories tells us that the hero fell in love with the heroin by first sight, kissed once and married, right? But is love really that easy? If so, why do people these days end up divorcing with each other?
Another thing I don't understand. When people divorce, does that mean they don't love each other any more? Or does that mean that the love has become nothing but a teabag that has been used dozens of times. There's still a little taste there, but you'll be better of drinking plain water. It's fresher.
But here is one thing that I might at least understand a little. And that is, parental love will always be true. Even though the parents last time might be a little hard on thier kids by asking them to marry someone they don't love. But it's for their own good. Anyway, that's all I know...
Another thing I don't understand. When people divorce, does that mean they don't love each other any more? Or does that mean that the love has become nothing but a teabag that has been used dozens of times. There's still a little taste there, but you'll be better of drinking plain water. It's fresher.
But here is one thing that I might at least understand a little. And that is, parental love will always be true. Even though the parents last time might be a little hard on thier kids by asking them to marry someone they don't love. But it's for their own good. Anyway, that's all I know...
Havoc! Disaster! Help!!!!!!!!
Ok, seriously the whole of my school days are fine... UNTIL this presentation thing pops out of nowhere! Fine... it's a competition between 1Suci class and a few of the other form 1 classes. I'm in the first class( not boasting, ok?). But I think the other classes are beteer than us.
Why does THAT happen? Because of stupid actresses? Unskilled dancers? Stupid background helpers? NO!! The answer is cause of us directors! As we speak, I am writing a script for this presentation. The "main" director, IE: my "brilliant" friend (not gonna say the name) are not bad except she have no sense of preperation and only know to help the actresses. It's up to me to control the other commitees IE: background commitee, dance commitee, and pianist with the sandwichman. Nobody seem to want me to be the director(maybe cause i shout too much). But the actrsses sometimes find me and ask me questions. I don't mind helping out, I just hope the presentation can come out to be, well, more of a presentation.
Why does THAT happen? Because of stupid actresses? Unskilled dancers? Stupid background helpers? NO!! The answer is cause of us directors! As we speak, I am writing a script for this presentation. The "main" director, IE: my "brilliant" friend (not gonna say the name) are not bad except she have no sense of preperation and only know to help the actresses. It's up to me to control the other commitees IE: background commitee, dance commitee, and pianist with the sandwichman. Nobody seem to want me to be the director(maybe cause i shout too much). But the actrsses sometimes find me and ask me questions. I don't mind helping out, I just hope the presentation can come out to be, well, more of a presentation.
School, school and mostly... SCHOOL
WHOA.... school in secondary level is WAY streesful! I mean, some of the things that the teacher say needs some thought before understanding. Anyway, friendwise... it's kinda ok. Even though my enemy is a little, ok A LOT irritating. Things are going rather smoothly! I especially LOVE art lessons in school. Not the teacher though, too particular and "SOMBONG".
