| My Family, My Home. |
[Jul. 25th, 2010|02:29 am] |
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It was 2.20am in the morning, I lifted up the washing machine cover to send my clothing for washing from the clothes basket. Tired and exhausted I was, I blinked my lazy pair of eyes, to my surprise my green uniform is ready for hanging. Thank you Mum! |
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| A Salesman story. |
[Jul. 5th, 2010|11:35 pm] |
There's this salesman, see? And he knocks on a door. The man who answers says, " I don't need anything today.'
The next day, the salesman returns.
"Stay away,' he is told.
"The next day, the salesman is back.
"The man yells, 'You again! I warned you!' He gets so angry, he spits in the salesman's face.
"The salesman smiles, wipes the spit with a handkerchief, then looks to the sky and says, 'Must be raining.'
That's what faith is. If they spit in your face, you say it must be raining. But you will still go back tomorrow. |
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 2nd, 2010|03:04 am] |
To kick start, love cannot be defined by a simple algebraic equation; love has no boundaries, love has no logic, love has no balance. Love cannot be simply replaced with alphabets.
Love has no boundaries. Love is universal. Living for 18 years, I've came to a realization that everyone needs love. No, i don't mean it is essential for our physical survival, rather it is a potion of happiness. Ideally, happiness can comes in 3 levels, namely friendship, family ties,and relationship. Nevertheless, i would only wish to cover relationship in great details. The fact that humans are higher-order and complex beings make love an even complicated issue. Is love everything, nothing or whatsoever? you have a choice in determining it, because eventually you'll be the one to interpret things and drive senses into your mind. Here's the crux, life is simple, but humans tend to complicate it.
Love has no logic. Love comes in all form in any time and space. You'll never know when and where you will be caught by it, just like i do. After all, it didn't really matter how well opposite parties know each other. More importantly, it is about a first hand feeling which you had never explored before, it can be described in a way which makes your heart pound, like it never did before. Definitely, this feeling evolves into yearning happiness for the opposite party without anything in return. I'll feel happy as long as you are, I'll feel happy with the things you say, I'll feel happy whenever our eyes meet. Practically, one dictates the mood of the other. With no doubts, this is irrational, illogical, and unexplainable even with the proof scientific evidence. However, I'm just gonna say this feeling is so true and it is lying alive in my heart.
Love has no balance. The truth is that when you call love into your life, you're not just asking someone who meets your relationship requirements. You're also asking someone to step into alignment you life's highest purpose. How wonderful will it be if this is Yet, love is selfless. One may love in vain and risk losing his youth and effort. With that in mind, would you still dare to take up the challenge of loving someone without asking for anything in return? If you do, then there's love. I know I'm gonna be the biggest loser in time to come, but I'm prepared to give it my all and ready to fall into a crazy love. All and all, i just wish that you'll be happy and live a a truly meaningful and purposeful life. |
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| White lies. |
[Jan. 26th, 2010|11:48 am] |
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And i will lie to myself, just to make you happy! |
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[Jan. 25th, 2010|06:48 pm] |
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perhaps, sometimes the greater joy in life is to dream about the many possibilities that might happen rather than experiencing what does. |
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| Your Number. |
[Jan. 25th, 2010|11:03 am] |
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The first thing i did when i woke up this morning is to transfer your contacts to my working phone. I am so afraid that i will lose it again,i know they are just numbers. But these numbers are important to me, like how important you're to me. |
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| I will, for every reason. |
[Jan. 23rd, 2010|02:28 am] |
hear my cry.
Share
Today at 1:05am
would you cry if i left,
would you weep if i'm lost?
would you tear if i'm hurt,
would you mourn for my loss?
or would you rather pretend i never existed?
my reply.
Yes.
I will cry if you left,.
I will weep if you're lost.
I will tear if you're hurt.
I will mourn for your loss.
But do i even possess the right to do so? |
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| I care. |
[Jan. 20th, 2010|02:05 am] |
thinking aloud...
i never believed in keeping a blog or posting entries about my daily life or thoughts on a regular basis because i always felt that such antics were reserved for the attention-seeker. after all, who really needs to know what exactly you do in a day, or how you feel towards a certain issue...
and my reply.
There's always a flip side to an issue.
We're living in a globalized era, a digital age where everyone can connect to the Internet! We can't change it.
People may keep a blog because of the need of having a private space for them to express themselves and give their takes on certain issues; be it big or small. Trust me, there are people who do care about what exactly you do in a day, or how you feel towards certain issues.
Because i'm the who cares about how you feel, how you're doing, the big and small things of your life... |
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| Cowboy Casanova. |
[Jan. 20th, 2010|02:01 am] |
Carrie Underwood sings.
You better take it from me, that boy is like a disease
You’re running, you’re trying, you’re trying to hide
And you’re wondering why you can’t get free
He’s like a curse, he’s like a drug
You get addicted to his love
You wanna get out but he’s holding you down
‘Cause you can’t live without one more touch
He’s a good time cowboy casanova
Leaning up against the record machine
Looks like a cool drink of water
But he’s candy-coated misery
He’s the devil in disguise
A snake with blue eyes
And he only comes out at night
Gives you feelings that you don’t want to fight
You better run for your life
I see that look on your face
You ain’t hearing what I say
So I’ll say it again
‘Cause I know where you been
And I know how it ends
You can’t get away
Don’t even look in his eyes
He’ll tell you nothing but lies
And you wanna believe
But you won’t be deceived
If you listen to me
And take my advice
Run run away
Don’t let him mess with your mind
He’ll tell you anything you want to hear
He’ll break your heart
It’s just a matter of time
But just remember
Oh you better run for your life
Oh you better run for your life |
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| Spirit of Love. |
[Jan. 16th, 2010|02:37 am] |
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"You will find as you look back upon your life that the moments when you have really lived are the moments when you have done things in the spirit of love.”- Henry Drummond (1860) |
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