*types types..
my eyes are tired... from reading tons of words on the net, sinking my brain now to do research for my assignment..
yes.. im project-ing now.. in SIM..
usually in such circumstances you'll see me looking tired, and lethargic...
eyes brow frowning from reading intensively >(
.. and inside the cold cold sim lab... i will look like im on low sugar level and low blood..
haha.
so i hit on some tracks, and..
"whooo oooo"
turns the dull day bright for a moment.. indulging myself to the sweet lovely music instead..
very chill out and laid back..
So.. anybody stress now?
don't be la..
"ooooo im dancing in the rain..."
=)
live well folks.
and man tou
Songs inspire me sometimes.
This in particular reminds me to make it through the rain...
This is going to be an interesting indirect post.
you have to read between the lines, the expressions and the words.
=)
I have not intention to offend anybody or culture,
but rather, find it so Amusing/Funni that our langauage and the way we express ourselves can be so interestingly different and "culturalistic". You know, its like when you hear someone say in a "unlocalised" accent, you will automatically relate to another culture. Even though that someone doesnt seem to be of any CLOSE to coming from that particular country. opps.
It was in the bus one rainy evening, that I chanced upon a mix of accent. so different. gives me a totally different feeling. One was exceptionally warm and tender, the other came across, so, like, fake and unsincere...and the another, was super steady la. Just my opinion, im not saying all people who talks a certain accent are a certain category of people.
Odd though.
When God created Adam and Eve, did they have a mix of accent? If not, where did the accent originated from?
Hypothetically speaking, it may have gone sth like this...
Adam: " Wassup.. Eve. How ya' doin babe?"
Eve: " My dear Adam, I am utterly happy today. Good day isn't it?"
Adam: "Wha piang. you everyday also good day lor."
Eve: "Si mi la. I just wan to enjoy my day can?"
Eve: "Oh my goodness, need to go pluck fruit liao."
Adam: "Alamak!"
...
i did not want to make fun of Adam and Eve.
But pls read with a open mind of gd natured humour.
Everyone has their own style of language, expression and communication.
What's yours?
Seems that mine, is what my family termed as the "Rojak Language".
A bit of mix of everything in one sentence.
for example, " Eh ni watch na ge 8 days le ma? very gao siao lei... the food hor, i try before.. sedap man i tell you..."
Nobody in the world except singaporeans can be able to decode this sentence...
so...
izzit this like, soooo utterly special hor?
live well friends.
and man tou.
cheers.
Its been almost 3 weeks since I've last updated my blog.
And my life seem to be taking a major turn...
First big change.
The Wine Hut, the one I worked for almost 4.5 years, had its last opening day on the 31st Aug 2009. Wine hut was my first LONG term part time job. It provided my poly expenses, helped me to pull through holidays, and provided me with skills I will take away with for life. Boss was like a father figure to me and Frank was my mentor, and friend. Not to menion the very very lovable staff who laugh and play together to get through the late nights with a little bit of fun =) ... Im sure gonna miss that little wine shop...
I started out as a 2nd year poly staff, not knowing anything about wine, shy, and reserved. (kind of) But wine hut opened my eyes to new experiences and the people taught me about relationships... sighs... I hope for the best, for boss and frank, the two icon people of wine hut who made an impact in my life.. and im sure many others too..
Second big change.
well, now that im "jobless", this period is a time where I would like to explore myself.
At only a tender age of 22, (haha) life should not be about working, it should be about experiencing. An experience that will add colour to your life, as you add to others, and not just a 9-5 structure job that you "had no choice but to do" kinda thing...
Im not saying office jobs are not good, but it really depends on your passion ba... if you love admin, typing, stability, air con and ogling at male executives at the financial side, that, yesh, welcome to the office world. (haha im just being sterotypical) there are great people i know who works in offices (so yes, I respect them and their jobs)
But its not easy, when im hit but "recession" within my family, but that doesn't stop me from desiring to live my passion, and most imptly, to trust God in His providence and His plans for me. I used to think that I control my life, so if I have to support my family I have to work harder than everybody else because my life is hard. But today, life is still hard, but my heart is strong knowing "I am complete in Christ"... how my life has twisted aye...
Third big change.
I am graduating soon. I hope. haha. My exams for the last semester ends this november and soon its freedom from educationg for a while.. and .. and... haha still thinking of what's next.. though my mind's flowing with many exciting ideas...
I am pulled down by reality and opps... gotta go do my assignments... hee
nice to blog again.
live well people. and man tou.
haha
I love to end my nights with class 95fm. (this is not an ad.)
You'll listen to real stories of people's love story,
The romantic ones are an inspiration that God's love is amazing.
The broken ones are an encouragement to seek his amazing love to repair it.
Yesterday, on my journey home, I listened to two inspiriting stories of how people deal with the love of their lives...
The first story goes all the way in England, about how a devoted man does simple gestures to speak of his love for his wife every single day...and they recently had their diamond wedding anniversary.
True Romance: Britian's real-life Romeo has put a rose by his wife's bedside every day for 60 years.
Every now and then devoted husbands make an extra special effort to bring a little romance to their marriages.
But wives across the country may well be pointing to Tom Shovelton today and telling their husbands they are siply not doing enough.
For Mr Shovelton, who is a sprightly 87, has put a fresh rose at his wife's bedside every single day of the 60 years they have been married.
For every morning he also kisses his 83-year-old wife Joan and every night he ensures she goes to sleep with another kiss.
These simple acts must secure the octogenarian the accolade of one of the most romantic husbands in the country.
The couple, from Pentre Halkyn in Flintshire, North Wales, were yesterday celebrating their diamond wedding annivesary.
Mrs Shovelton said: "I still get rose by my bedside every day and I always get a kiss in the morning and before I go to bed at night.
We have lived and worked together all our lives, so we know how important give and take is. We've had a happy 60 years together. I wouldn't have changed a thing."
It was a chance meeting on New Year's Eve of 1946, the year after the end of the Second World War, that led to the lasting union.
"When we first met, I was on leave from the Land Army, said Mrs Shovelton.
"Tom was a farmer in Lancashire. My sister was going with Tom's brother and we were introduced in a pub in Cheshire."
The couple courted for around 2 years before getting married in Marton cum Grafton near Ripon, in York.
They had share a love of horticulture and worked together as market garderners selling produce across the Manchester area.
Since they retired 22 years ago, they have continued to enjoy gardening together at their home.
Mr Shovelton does not think his loveing gesture of putting a fresh rose by his wife's bedside every day is remarkable.
He believes that if more couples make a selfless gesture to their spouse of loved one, there would be fewer broekn relationships.
"Everyone should do it," he said, "I love her to bits - I have done since the day we met."
The couple, who have children, Susan, Tony, Mark and twins Jayne and Paul, also have ten grandchildren and one great grandchild.
They spent their anniversary celebrating with friends at the Autumn Club in Holywell before a family party at a hotel.
End
The second story, sets in our homeground, which involves a lady writing a letter in to tell her story.
They were collage friends (who are not close to each other) and lost contact until 4 years later, by chance they met again and this time sparks flew...
They knew they found a partner in each other and so, after courting for 6 months and they got married. (my note: A little fast i felt, but how they deal with the issues really is quite touching...)
Barely a few months into marriage, they soon got into a big arugement and they realised they were too fast into settling down and they did not understand each other too well...
But they love each other deeply to not hurt each other and finally they came to a conclusion...
"If things don't work out in a year, we have many other years ahead to work it out..."
My note: So true isnt it? Not all relationships and marriages and even family are smooth sailing, but once we decided on commiting to each other, the years ahead are for us to work it out... "Happiness is a journey, not a destination."
Live well people. Love well too.
haha bloggin lesser and lesser since school started..
tsk tsk...
hee.
feels like a brand new person today because just 3 days ago,
I was literally "Voiceless" and "Helpless", sick with a very bad throat infection that makes even swallowing saliva extremely painful...
The fever that went up and down for 2 days added "fuel" to my misery.
guess my body decides to reboot again.
So the weekend was spent recuperating at home and drowning myself with lots of fluids.
I don't think I have drank so much water in my entire 22 years lor...
haha.
no visitors to my humble ward at jurong,
except for a caring big giant from tampines.
i got one official doctor, one un official doctor (my mom nags me to take my prescription, and checks on my condition, and buys many vitamins la, honey, fruits..), one unofficial nurse (fonsa, my housekeeper at home hee hee..), two unofficial but noisy "busybody bodyguards" (blackie and brownie, the 2 male dogs at home)
oh well haha now im kinda recovering well,
voice back, but still a little husky husky de..
wanna really start piling up on "Yu Gan You" and fruits.
.. til den my friends,
LIVE well ah...
haha. =D
Im 22 loh!
And this 22 sure is
Bigger (I celebrated 6 times with different people, many people, people who mean a lot to me..)
Better (The gifts are so valued by me and its the first time someone baked a birthday cake for me)
Bolder (I got a Hugggeeee Surprise Birthday thanks to many people and of cox, one very special one who made it happen...)
so,
Im I a happy girl or wat?
I was thrilled. shocked. busting out with joy. =D
Thank God for making my 22nd so special.
I love celebrating birthdays for people.
But when it comes to my own in the past, I rather not have people fuss over me.
But along the journey, this year,
God brought together true friends and families to celebrate my fellowship with each and every single one of them.
It wasnt about the presents,
I got the greatest gift on earth for my birthday.
"LOVE"
Thank you, to all who gave me a part of your heart.
Hugs and kisses to my mommy and my sisters (for being there since i was a baby),
to my s4 (add extra extra kisses back to you guys)
to my NYP SW 0402 hunk and babes (toast to our 5 years of on-going buddyship~!)
to Leong Woon (you are indeed a true handy friend, making things work when they dont)
to Linda (the beautiful talented pastry chef whom I believe will make life sweeter with anything that she creates out of her hands)
to my cell group and esp to Amber, Xinyi and Suz, the three wonderful women in my life who mentors me like a sister to them.. hugsz.
to ... one and only man tou. (for... haha i rather tell him myself.. =p )
meanwhile..
live well people.
To me, Shen Ren Kuai Le~! Tian Tian Kai Xin~! =D
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