This feeling.

I wonder,

"How much hate can a person hold in heart?"

I do not, and could not understand how people can hate someone up to the stage where they hope that person will just disappear or die. How could you be so unfair to other people when all you did was letting yourself to throw all your sadness and anger at someone else when you're having a rough moment in your life? I do not fancy such people. You misinterpret something and turned out so F pissed. It's like having a sudden hurricane in a big rain - It's just a big rain, not the end of the world. I hope some day you will learn to just slow down a bit and think before saying or doing anything that might hurt people. Don't choose the hard way to mix with people, but try to befriend with everyone. Because one day, you will regret for what you've done. And when the time comes, people will never forget how you once made them feel.

Choose to live life by this:

 Choosing not to act on an angry impulse 

and to feel the pain that lies beneath 

it is a very courageous thing to do. 

- Gary Zukav

But not this:

My life is in the hands of any fool 

who makes me lose my temper.

- Joseph Hunter

Telling someone that you wish they were dead is just so wrong.

Everyone will die someday, no one lives forever.

Ask yourself,

If that person died or is dying, 

would you really any feel better?

If yes, then you'll just have to wait.

You're not in any position to determine how long should a person live.

But bear in mind, while you were waiting, people may have lead a happier life than you.

《爱要及时，孝顺更要及时。》 ~转载

:'(

I miss you.

I was sad last night,
I couldn't remember when was the last time we had some quality time together.
Maybe 14 years ago?
I just wish I could tell you this.
I really miss you so much..

And just for once,
I hope someone could understand.
But I was wrong..
Maybe I've got too much expectation on him.
The fact is, no one can ever understand.

*sigh*

My first day at school

Today, I miss someone so badly..

I miss my late grandma.. :(
Then, I remembered my first day at kindergarten..

I was happy of going to school, having new friends. Love being praise by the teachers and learning new words. I learn a few words today. My teacher taught me about spelling in Malay. I've learnt about words family members and it was my first time to learn ABC. :)

As usual, mommy came to pick me up after school with Milo, our faithful family dog. When I reach home, my grandma was at daddy's shop. So I ran to her and told her everything about school. I told her I've learn how to spell some words and I know how to spell grandma in Malay.

So, she just smiled and listen. I smiled back and continued to spell out the word. I said, "N-a-n-a-k, nenek!"
Then my grandma just laughed and I laughed with her because I thought she was happy.
Until when she said, "Itu, nanak.. Bukan nenek.." T.T
She then taught me how to spell it correctly.
I felt so sad because I wanted to surprise her and make her happy. :'(
As usual, she just hug me, pat my head and smiled.
And because of that, I wasn't feeling sad anymore.
I just hope that grandma knows that I love her so much..
You are the best!

#1: Disappearing crayon trick

I had a fun day colouring with my brother. 

I like how I coloured the cheeks of the Snow White with super pink crayons. 

I love colouring apple cheeks with super pink colours when I was a kid.

It is so my thing and which I thought will make the girls/ princesses in my colouring books to look pretty that way. 

Until when I entered primary school, where nobody coloured them like I do.

Then, my brother asked if I would like to see him performing a "magic show" of a disappearing crayon. 

He demonstrated by picking up a small crayon and pretended to stuff it into his nostril. 

"See, it's gone.."

Seconds later, he took out the crayon and said, "Tada! Magic~". 

Being at the age of 3, I was totally amazed by the trick and clapped my hands repeatedly. 

And being a 3-year-old, I was too dumb to think. 

I grabbed a crayon and stuff it into my nostril. It was a RED crayon.

The thing is, we're using two types of crayons that day. 

Different sizes of crayons to be exact. 

A normal-sized crayons and jumbo crayons.

And I accidentally took the jumbo ones.

I tried to pull out the crayon but I couldn't. 

My brother was laughing until I started to cry.

He panicked (got scared of being scolded by mommy of course!) and helped me but he failed.

So I ran to mommy (too late to say sorry, bro. :P) 

Well, mommy couldn't get the crayon out too, so daddy brought me to Queen Elizabeth Hospital.

We had to wait for so long at the hospital and I remember I cried all the way from home and at the hospital.

One of the nurse told mommy that we will still have to wait our turn because they are attending to many people at the moment.

So, she suggested to bring me over to some private clinic at town.

And yeah, daddy brought me to a clinic somewhere at Sinsuran.

It was located on the top floor of shop lots nearby my aunt's shop there.

The nurses and the doctor took some forceps but they weren't sure which kind of forceps that they were supposed to be using.

I started crying again when I see all the forceps on the table. 

My brother just stood at the side looking at me. 

(I know that he felt guilty about what had happened..)

After a few minutes of trying with different forceps, they finally took out the crayon from my nostril.

The doctor was consulting with my parent when my nose suddenly bleeds. :(

The nurse took some tissues and stuffed them into my nostril again. @.@

Before we left the clinic, the doctor called us and ask if I still want the red crayon. =.=

And he told me not to put anything into my nose again next time.

And that is also the last time my brother ever perform any "magic" in front of me.

I stopped colouring with my brother after that incident.

Blog revamp :))

After days of thinking whether I should continue to create new posts on this blog, I've decided to keep this blog. The question is, what should I blog about here? And....

 

 

 

See the above pictures? I've decided to create post with these cute lil' pictures.. Each post will have at least one of this.. Not only that, I will post a real story that had happened in my life.. RANDOM, true stories.. :)) With REAL people and photos.. (If I have any photo of it)

Thirteen Weird Facts About Women?

It is generally believed that the difference between men and women is enormous. Women and men differ in almost every imaginable aspect of human life, especially when it comes to psychology.

A woman does not have a man’s habit to scratch her noggin when she thinks of an answer to a confusing question, for example. Women do not like to show they are confused. They never want to ruin their hairdo with that gesture either.

Women will never understand why footballers stand in a line with their hands crossed before a penalty kick during a match. In addition, women never shudder when a male character gets kicked in the groin in a movie.

When a woman yawns she covers her mouth with the palm of her hand, not with a fist.

After taking a bath, a woman grabs a towel and makes a turban on her head from it, at least for one minute. The reasons of such a weird Oriental ritual are unknown.

A woman does not get mad when her underwear gets stuck between her buttocks. Women joyfully wear those items of torture called bikinis.

Many women worry about their looks when having sex.

Women open bottles with bottle openers.

A woman feels awkward if she does not carry anything in her hands. That is why they always carry their handbags around.

Women are absolutely indifferent to their genitals; they hardly know each other. Women do not talk to them, they do not give funny nicknames to them and they never get angry with them.

Sitting down in public transportation, women keep their legs together. That is why men often prefer to sit next to a woman because in this case they can sit spread-eagle.

If a woman finds her fly unzipped in a public place, she does not seem to care too much about it.

When a woman dresses up to go out, she puts on a blouse first. Pants come second. Men work it vice versa.

Finally, when an act of love ends, women do not feel like sleeping. They feel like talking and kissing.

THE MAKING OF A WOMAN

An Angel appeared and said, “Why are you spending so much time on this one?” 

Answering The Lord said, “Have you seen the specification sheet on her? She has to be completely washable, but not plastic, have 200 movable parts, all replaceable, run on black coffee and leftovers, have a lap that can hold two children at one time and that disappears when she stands up, have a kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart, and have six pairs of hands.”

The Angel was astounded at the requirements for this one. “Six pairs of hands! No Way!” said the Angel.

The Lord replied, “Oh, it’s not the hands that are the problem. It’s the three pairs of eyes that others must have!”

“And that’s just on the standard model?” The Angel asked.

The Lord nodded in agreement. “Yep, one pair of eyes is to see through the closed door as she asks her children what they are doing even though she already knows. Another pair in the back of her head is to see what she needs to know even though no one thinks she can. And the third pair is here in the front of her head. They are for looking at an errant child and saying that she understands and loves him or her without even saying a single word.”

The Angel tried to stop the Lord. “This is too much work for one day. Wait until tomorrow to finish.”

“But, I can’t!” The Lord protested, “I am so close to finishing this creation that is so close to my own heart. She already heals herself when she is sick and can feed a family on a pound of hamburger and can get a nine year old to stand in the shower.”

The Angel moved closer and touched the woman, “But you have made her so soft, Lord.” “She is soft.”

Lord agreed, “But I have also made her tough. You have no idea what she can endure or accomplish.”

“Will she be able to think? “, asked the Angel.

The Lord replied, “Not only will she be able to think, she will be able to reason, and negotiate.”

The Angel then noticed something and reached out and touched the woman’s cheek. “Oops, it looks like you have a leak with this model. I told you that you were trying to put too much into this one.”

“That’s not a leak.” The Lord objected. “That’s a tear!”

“What’s the tear for?” the Angel asked.

The Lord said, “The tear is her way of expressing her joy, her sorrow, her pain, her disappointment, her loneliness, her grief, and her pride.”

The Angel was impressed. “You are a genius, Lord. You thought of everything, for women are truly amazing.”

Women have strengths that amaze men. They carry children, they carry hardships, they carry burdens but they hold happiness, love and joy. They smile when they want to scream. They sing when they want to cry.

They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous. They fight for what they believe in. They stand up for injustice. They don’t take “no” for an answer, when they believe there is a better solution. They go without new shoes so their children can have them. They go to the doctor with a frightened friend. They love unconditionally. They cry when their children excel and cheer when their friends get awards. Their hearts break when a friend dies. They have sorrow at the loss of a family member, yet they are strong when they think there is no strength left.

They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart.

Women come in all sizes, in all colors and shapes. They’ll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you to show how much they care about you. The heart of a woman is what makes the world spin!

Women do more than just give birth. They bring joy and hope. They give compassion and ideals. Women have a lot to say and a lot to give.

My First Post! =P

OMG…
This is my first post!
I had no idea on what to write… =P
Maybe I should write something about meeee! =)
Okay…

This is me!!!

I’m short, just 157cm tall... 

Ughh... I wish I can grow taller... 

But I gave up already... XD 

I like to dance... 

I enjoy dancing and singing... 

But I’m very shy to dance n sing in the public, in front of strangers... V^V 

I like to eat... a lot... =P I could eat a meal for 2person... Yummy yummy! XD

I’m just a simple ordinary girl... But, I do things differently than others... XD 

I don’t take shortcuts but I enjoy every step taken in my life... =) 

So, that's always been the reason for doing my work til last minute.. XD... 

Enjoyed too much and I forget what’s important! *grin*

I’m a day-dreamer with erm... small dreams! 

Ah, actually is BIG! *grin* 

When I want something, I’ll do whatever I can to reach my goal... 

Yep, all the way... =P 

And most of the time, I do get that I want... 

Coz I’m too stubborn to stop!! Yippee! =P 

Haha... Jk... I’m a very determined person... 

That’s why I will never ever stop trying... =)

I'm NOT perfect... 

And I do mistakes in my life... 

I’m a heartbreaker... 

I mean ‘was’... yes! Yes! That’s the word... 

Used to... But now no more... 

I want to dedicate all my time and effort focusing on the one and only... =P 

But again, I'm not perfect... 

So please allow me to make my mistakes and learn from them =) *grin* Ekks!

I’m very playful and happy-go-lucky person... 

I like gaming a lot... 

I can sit for days in front of my computer... Ripley’s believe it or not?! *grin* 

U can always see me smile and laugh for the whole day... 

I always laugh so hard that I felt my jaws are going to drop at anytime... =P 

I’m a happy-go-lucky person but that doesn`t mean I`ll always think positively at every second... *sob* 

I wish I could... V^V

I’m very talkative... 

I can speak non-stop for hours... 

I guess that’s why my friends ask me to join them to boring parties..? XD 

Yaya, I may look like the type will gossip all the time... 

But trust me; you’ll be happy when I’m around... 

Coz I like joking around wit my friends... 

When I’m hanging out and having fun with my friends, I’ll be extremely noisy and loud... 

Uhh, I don’t mean I shout at everyone... *hee*

The only time u’ll see me sit down and be quiet would be during the times when I got hurt or having big fight n quarrel with my friends & family... Hee... 

Sometimes, my friends get scared when I’m ‘idle’... 

Coz it’s very unusual to see me become quiet and don’t talk much... 

But the truth is, I LIKE silence... 

So, if I’m ever just being quiet around you, it doesn’t mean it’s weird... 

It just means that I’m relaxed or feeling tired... So chill... =)

When it comes to discussion, I tend to be very very defensive towards myself... 

I can be very ignorant at anytime I want to... 

Hey, sometimes people like hearing nice stuff... =P *Grin* 

But, there are times when I really felt I did wrong and regret for not being concern about people’s feelings…

Ahh... =P Okay, okay! 

The truth is, I like to listen... 

Really!! 

...

...

But sometimes I like people to listen to me...

I can be responsive at certain times... 

But, if I can’t think or my brain is jammed, then just give me some time alone to think... 

I can be very temperamental... 

I change my mind depending on my mood... 

I do things MY way when I feel like doing it the other way... 

It’s not a good thing... 

Coz I can’t blame anyone if it didn’t work out... *grin* Jk =P

Some say it is easier to forgive than forget... Ah... 

But for me, forgive and forget is a very hard thing to do... 

But wound heals through time... 

So does a bad memory, I guess... =|