Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Thursday, May 19, 2011
High Strung.
Help!!!!!!!!!
Why does everyone seem a little more dumb when i am having a bad day!!!!!! :(
Its the holidays and i have more things to do, for everyone.
And there's renovating work all over my neighborhood. So noisy and the drilling...
Pls take me away to an island, with not so scorching sun. The sun has been wicked lately.
Bad bad day!!!!!!!!!!!!
Monday, May 16, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Scarred for life.
The price of being a woman.
Yesterday someone groped me.
Flight or fight? I flew, i didn't even see his face.
I felt violated, and scared.
Why do men act this way i wonder.
I'm never going out of my apartment without company.
Yesterday i don't even dare go out to get food.
Yesterday someone groped me.
Flight or fight? I flew, i didn't even see his face.
I felt violated, and scared.
Why do men act this way i wonder.
I'm never going out of my apartment without company.
Yesterday i don't even dare go out to get food.
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Revenge...
Do you have people you don't feel fine being around with? Those who are not so nice, and don't brighten up your day? I stay as far away as possible. At the heat of moment, i really dislike them, but eventually i would just get over people like this, and tell myself they don't deserve anything from me- not even my emotions.
So i vow that if there is a chance to make them feel however they make me felt, i would at any chance.
But you know what, when that moment comes, that very chance i could hurt them so much, i cannot do it.
Can never bring myself to do it. If a person hurt me, and no matter how bitter and sad i am about it, i could never bring myself to hurt them back, in any way.
The other day, i saw one of my friend- so called friend. Define a friend. Well, a friend is a friend. What makes the difference is a good friend and a bad one. So i saw him behaving weirdly.. stressed maybe, and i saw sadness in his eyes. I wanted to walk away and pretend to not care. I did walk away. But i walked back, and asked if he was ok, so i sat down next to him and talked. He was indeed sad, and needed company. What kind of person would i be, if my friend, anyone as a matter of fact, needed a person to talk to and i turned a blind eye. What kind of unforgiving person would i be, if i hung unto the past.
But sometimes, i really can't forgive. And i dunno how and where to put my sadness. So i can start again.
So i can love the world, despite how mean they are. But i guess we bring human, are always prone to lean towards the people that just make us feel nice. But have you thought if the people you don't like, driving you to be a better person as a whole? I think so too sometimes, pushing me over the limit.
Today i feel a little alone, if i could brush off the hurt, forgive, sit down and take the initiative to care for someone who wasn't nice to me before. Why can't i meet others who are like that too.
Because when i have sadness in my eyes, no one sits beside me.
I guess i shouldn't expect anything in return.Now i remembered, God carries my burden, takes my hurt, and lays me down in green pastures.Renews me again and again.
Friends are indeed hard to find.
So i vow that if there is a chance to make them feel however they make me felt, i would at any chance.
But you know what, when that moment comes, that very chance i could hurt them so much, i cannot do it.
Can never bring myself to do it. If a person hurt me, and no matter how bitter and sad i am about it, i could never bring myself to hurt them back, in any way.
The other day, i saw one of my friend- so called friend. Define a friend. Well, a friend is a friend. What makes the difference is a good friend and a bad one. So i saw him behaving weirdly.. stressed maybe, and i saw sadness in his eyes. I wanted to walk away and pretend to not care. I did walk away. But i walked back, and asked if he was ok, so i sat down next to him and talked. He was indeed sad, and needed company. What kind of person would i be, if my friend, anyone as a matter of fact, needed a person to talk to and i turned a blind eye. What kind of unforgiving person would i be, if i hung unto the past.
But sometimes, i really can't forgive. And i dunno how and where to put my sadness. So i can start again.
So i can love the world, despite how mean they are. But i guess we bring human, are always prone to lean towards the people that just make us feel nice. But have you thought if the people you don't like, driving you to be a better person as a whole? I think so too sometimes, pushing me over the limit.
Today i feel a little alone, if i could brush off the hurt, forgive, sit down and take the initiative to care for someone who wasn't nice to me before. Why can't i meet others who are like that too.
Because when i have sadness in my eyes, no one sits beside me.
I guess i shouldn't expect anything in return.Now i remembered, God carries my burden, takes my hurt, and lays me down in green pastures.Renews me again and again.
Friends are indeed hard to find.
Weekend!!!!!!!!! =D
I am so tired of studying for exams..
So today i am going to play dress up and go out with my sister!!!
I have to realized my dream, to eat pink butter cream cupcakes!!!
YeaH baby yea!!!!
So today i am going to play dress up and go out with my sister!!!
I have to realized my dream, to eat pink butter cream cupcakes!!!
YeaH baby yea!!!!
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Passion.
Do you have passion for your life, your future, the things that you are doing and going to do?
I would love to meet passionate people, makes me wanna jump right out of my seat spend all my time with them.Because we have something in common.
I can't understand why some people just do the things that they do, you know, just everyday, without no real drive, their drive will be the crowd. The crowd does this, so i will do too. Why am i working here, because i need money to pay bills *( look i know that sometimes its hard to get our dream job, i totally understand, but working just for the sake of working and money??? )* Help me understand.
How can you just exist in this world? I want to exist in this world, and live my life. There is a vast difference.
Don't just exist, be passionate with life, the sun, colors, places, people, culture... anything.
Passionate people are so interesting, i have met a few, hoping to meet more in the future. You know like those who really have dreams in life, and their are catching it or living it.
Be passionate!!! =)
I would love to meet passionate people, makes me wanna jump right out of my seat spend all my time with them.Because we have something in common.
I can't understand why some people just do the things that they do, you know, just everyday, without no real drive, their drive will be the crowd. The crowd does this, so i will do too. Why am i working here, because i need money to pay bills *( look i know that sometimes its hard to get our dream job, i totally understand, but working just for the sake of working and money??? )* Help me understand.
How can you just exist in this world? I want to exist in this world, and live my life. There is a vast difference.
Don't just exist, be passionate with life, the sun, colors, places, people, culture... anything.
Passionate people are so interesting, i have met a few, hoping to meet more in the future. You know like those who really have dreams in life, and their are catching it or living it.
Be passionate!!! =)
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Honor.
If you love a person, you found the right person. You get married to them right?
Right. Your vows, said to each other, in front of God.
How long can you honor your vows, how long can you love your partner, in good and bad times, to uphold each other. how long? i am scared, i don't know if i can honor my vows until death do us part.
I'm scared.
Right. Your vows, said to each other, in front of God.
How long can you honor your vows, how long can you love your partner, in good and bad times, to uphold each other. how long? i am scared, i don't know if i can honor my vows until death do us part.
I'm scared.
Monday, May 2, 2011
Love
I bet you did see photos,videos or even watched the whole process on tv - the marriage of Prince William and Kate Middleton. She looked elegant, poised, beautiful and very graceful. Prince William looked handsome and charming. You know they both look like very good people. The type of people in which you can see kindness in their eyes. I am very happy for them, and i truly wish them the very best.
Ok, thats all about the royal marriage. Hahaha, how was your weekend? Mine was awesome- after my 2nd paper on saturday i went out for dinner with my parents. They came down for a little weekend. And i spend 2 days with them. I wanted to go home so badly to study for my next paper, but i allowed myself to be myself,
letting myself do what is really important to me- spending time with my loved ones. Something i don't get to do very often.
My life as a uni student is filled to the brink, with studying, test, exams, reading, and assignments. And i was determined that i should choose properly this time, *urgent VS important*. So i spent the night with them, talking to them, laughing and really interacting with them, my parents.As i grow older, i appreciate more of these times, and i give more importance to these times as i age.As usually, when everybody was asleep, i was tossing and turning in bed.
I kept thinking about my future, how am i going to care for my aging parents. Am i going to be one of those who offer money love, or am i going to make the effort to spend time with them.I feel like i am short of time. I am scared, what if i don't do it right, or i forgot, or i over-looked, or i take them for granted.
I remember this memory from my childhood very vividly. The sun was setting, and my dad was teaching me how to ride my bicycle without the 2 extra-stabilizing-wheels that most kids need in order to ride a bike.
And i fell down, and i scratch my knees, and it was bleeding and it hurt. With tears welled up in my eyes, i call out "Paaaaaaaa" . And he came toward me, and said " It's ok, try again next time". Then he walked me home and cleaned my wounds. (recently i shared about my Mom ).
I'm getting older, and i don't know why these things matter so much. A lot to me.
He's head is filled with silver strands, combed to perfection. It used to be black, its silver now.
And you can see liver spots forming on his skin. And he cannot carry heavy objects anymore. It's my turn to carry heavy objects, and make breakfast for them, or maybe help them do a little something in return of what they have done for me, and sometimes i fail, and i feel so awful. And we know that these emotions don't come in our everyday lives.
Time is running out, and we can never beat time, nor we can beat the fact that anything can happen at any time and anywhere. I have had the best childhood, not perfect, but the best i could ask for.
God, please teach me to slow down and love my parents more.
Teach me that as people age, they get slower, and me being a sprinting rat, i have to slow down.
And teach me to love them, everyday, and be patient. ( We all can love someone beautifully for a number of days, at most one week- but it is very difficult to love someone everyday, with our busy schedule, life, studies, work etc.. ) Continue to help me a softer person and help me see things from their perspectives also.
They are the only love, worth the disappointment,worth the arguments, worth my tears, my money, my time and my effort.
Ok, thats all about the royal marriage. Hahaha, how was your weekend? Mine was awesome- after my 2nd paper on saturday i went out for dinner with my parents. They came down for a little weekend. And i spend 2 days with them. I wanted to go home so badly to study for my next paper, but i allowed myself to be myself,
letting myself do what is really important to me- spending time with my loved ones. Something i don't get to do very often.
My life as a uni student is filled to the brink, with studying, test, exams, reading, and assignments. And i was determined that i should choose properly this time, *urgent VS important*. So i spent the night with them, talking to them, laughing and really interacting with them, my parents.As i grow older, i appreciate more of these times, and i give more importance to these times as i age.As usually, when everybody was asleep, i was tossing and turning in bed.
I kept thinking about my future, how am i going to care for my aging parents. Am i going to be one of those who offer money love, or am i going to make the effort to spend time with them.I feel like i am short of time. I am scared, what if i don't do it right, or i forgot, or i over-looked, or i take them for granted.
I remember this memory from my childhood very vividly. The sun was setting, and my dad was teaching me how to ride my bicycle without the 2 extra-stabilizing-wheels that most kids need in order to ride a bike.
And i fell down, and i scratch my knees, and it was bleeding and it hurt. With tears welled up in my eyes, i call out "Paaaaaaaa" . And he came toward me, and said " It's ok, try again next time". Then he walked me home and cleaned my wounds. (recently i shared about my Mom ).
I'm getting older, and i don't know why these things matter so much. A lot to me.
He's head is filled with silver strands, combed to perfection. It used to be black, its silver now.
And you can see liver spots forming on his skin. And he cannot carry heavy objects anymore. It's my turn to carry heavy objects, and make breakfast for them, or maybe help them do a little something in return of what they have done for me, and sometimes i fail, and i feel so awful. And we know that these emotions don't come in our everyday lives.
Time is running out, and we can never beat time, nor we can beat the fact that anything can happen at any time and anywhere. I have had the best childhood, not perfect, but the best i could ask for.
God, please teach me to slow down and love my parents more.
Teach me that as people age, they get slower, and me being a sprinting rat, i have to slow down.
And teach me to love them, everyday, and be patient. ( We all can love someone beautifully for a number of days, at most one week- but it is very difficult to love someone everyday, with our busy schedule, life, studies, work etc.. ) Continue to help me a softer person and help me see things from their perspectives also.
They are the only love, worth the disappointment,worth the arguments, worth my tears, my money, my time and my effort.
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