i had quiet a number of good girlfriends that i never appreciated enough. so this post goes out to you darlings.. *no names given, so feel free to guess who you are*
first of all is this hot girl who is on the edge of getting into another chapter of life very soon *wink*. to me, you are a very shy girl, but i salute your courage to take up new challenges when one comes your way. you take your friendship very seriously and you take the initiative to care for others even though you don't realise it. you are wise and i like chatting with you. you are kind and loving and i'm sure you will be a great mom in the near future and that your husband will be blessed by your wonderful cooking and baking skills. may your love for Him continue to shine in your servings to Him. i'm so sorry that i did not care for you when you needed someone who understands you to listen to you, but i want you to know that you can call me anytime.
there is another girl who is very talented and loved and admired by all. she is good at everything and is very serious with her work. this makes every guy sayang her. she stands out as a very good leader, and that is why at the mention of her name, everyone is like 'WOW'. her jokes never fail to light up others' life and she is also blessed in so many ways. that's because she is super generous, helpful and loving towards her minitries and her family and friends. one special thing about her is that she is always bringing people to new places and to try good, cheap food. i'm sure the Lord will continue to bless you mightily for your love towards His people and His ministry and i'm so sorry for not caring enough and i'm sorry if i hurt you in any way.
another girl friend of mine is a super talented dancer/singer. one thing i salute her for is her love towards her pet animal. she showers it with so much attention that the dog whines everytime she leaves his sight. besides, she is always helping others and is good at making newbies feel welcome and belonged with her warm smile. sometimes, even though she might not like some things, she will try to keep it down just to avoid any fights. my dear sister, i pray that the Lord will bless you and provide all your needs according to His ways. may you be a blessing to others just as you have been to me. i'm sorry that i might have hurt you in certain ways, please know that i mean no harm and it's just an issue i have to get over with myself.
i have another girl friend who loves His people more than anyone i ever met before. her passion for people and her caring attitude never fails to draw people closer to God. she never stops praying and guiding her sisters and she has grown so much in the past few years. she cooks and she sews too. she has perseverance in the things that she do and is always on the look out to protect those who might get hurt emotionally. she stays positive despite something bad happens to her, knowing that God has a special plan for her. thank you darling for the countless talks we had and may He will continue to bless as you continue to serve Him. im sorry if ive done stupid things but i'll remember what you told me nevertheless, and im trying very hard to do it.
besides that, i have another girl friend who spends most of her time in her room but im very happy that she is starting to shine. she has more friends now, and she is always carrying for the juniors and making them feel nice and welcomed. she dances and sings beautifully too. when im down, she never fails to care and give me free hugs! she is a domestic girl too and is a very good at cooking. i love her spagetti and cant wait to eat it again. girl, i really hope that you will continue to grow in Him and to hang on to Him no matter what comes your way. He will bless you with someone who will take care of you just like how you deserve. im so sorry if i did not care enough but im glad that you still want to talk to me and care for me.
not forgeting, my little friend all the way from north. she is a very organised woman and everything under her lead and control never goes out of hand. she is pationate about her work, and she takes hold of her responsibility very well. many people told me that the best thing about her is her honesty and not many people can do that nowadays. a lot of guys think that she is cute, charming and adorable too. one thing i love about her is her spontanous attitude to do something really crazy. my dear friend, i really really hope that you will find a good friend soon *if its not me, then someone else k*. someone who you are comfortable to share your pains and hapiness, your stories and your secrets. i'm sorry if ive done something wrong, but i want you to know i really really sayang you k. God bless you my sister.
i don't know about the future... but i know who holds the future...Make me... the apple of Your eye...
Friday, November 27, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
wife vs mistress
a wise man once said this:
" a man who calls his guitar his wife, yet spends most of his time on his computer, means that the computer is his mistress."
how true..
*coughandrewcough* by wayne
" a man who calls his guitar his wife, yet spends most of his time on his computer, means that the computer is his mistress."
how true..
*coughandrewcough* by wayne
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
lost it all
i realized I've lost a couple of things lately...
i lost my patience
especially when those people who don't know how to drive, drives big cars
or when they purposely hog the whole road just because they dont know how to estimate the distance between 2 cars or they don't even bother if they are hogging the road just because they are driving a big car
or worse, they drive at a speed of 30km/hr, during peak hour, expecting you to follow them all the way
or people who don't know how to use their bloody signal *ei, the signal is there not for show, USE IT*
i lost my respect for someone
i was brought up in a family that teaches me to respect others, especially those older than me
but what annoys me is a pathetic irritating i-know-it-all-and-im-always-right attitude
just because you're everyone's favorite doesn't mean you've got it all
you just went from the top of my list to OUT OF MY LIST!
i gave 150% of effort to control it, but enough is enough!
i lost my interest in mixing around
one thing i expect from people is a little respect, especially those younger than me
we can have a lot of fun together, but on top of it, the essence of respect must be presence nevertheless
how could you make fun of/embarrass me (yes, im using this word) in front of everyone and yet your my junior? and to have MY BATCH of people to top up my misery and to ENCOURAGE them? i bet you won't have anything to say to me if you don't bully me right?
what a shallow friendship this is!
where do i put my face now? and to EXPECT me to chill after that?
what my batch of people is doing doesn't give you the right to do it too.
you're my junior, and i deserve some respect here.
so, ive decided, i wont want to mix around you, people who don't respect me as i deserve
i lost my generosity
i used to find joy in giving people things; even though its something simple, a joy on a person's face never fails to give me a sense of fulfillment in life.
but recently, im so sick of giving.
i dont know why, but maybe its because some people just never appreciates what you've done for them and is always out to trying to rip you off even more
i lost my hope for happiness
being happy when i was little was such a easy thing, a little packet of candy can being me unlimited joy, even to the extend that i felt like the most blessed girl on earth.
but now all i feel is pressure, shame, depression, hatred and even more pressure
everything under the sun evolves around the same routine
everything i ever hoped for never come my way
and the best thing is it brings pleasure to people around me seeing me suffering
i lost my hope on counting on my friends for comfort
i used to have a very good friend when i was little, only to find out one day when her sister came to tell me that she hates me actually. i suspected it when she started to avoid me a few times.
since then, i told myself, there is no such things as 'best friends'
these things NEVER exists in life and it's all a lie to trick humans into believing that you could find someone you could rely on. that was why i NEVER stick to one person *sorry mom*
but as years passed, i was being opened into the world of trusting friends again. i was eager, only to find that my previous lesson stands true all the while.
when i was in need, you never understood my heart, instead you laugh at me, *it's never 'with me' and you know it*.
no matter how much i tried to pour it out to you, you never care but to brush it all aside and to say things like :"aiya, she always emo one la, no need to care bout her."
you only care for me when it's convenient and practical for you.
you never go an extra mile for me, never
and you call this a friendship and that you really did care for me?
i'm sorry, but this was not the definition of friendship that my gong gong taught me.
thanks for fulfilling my disappointment again.
don't worry, i won't blame you. i've got only myself to blame, to allow you to interfere with my life and to mess it up again.
and i lost my sleep
yes, to top everything, i cant sleep every night
it's been 5 months since i had a good night sleep.
i lost my patience
especially when those people who don't know how to drive, drives big cars
or when they purposely hog the whole road just because they dont know how to estimate the distance between 2 cars or they don't even bother if they are hogging the road just because they are driving a big car
or worse, they drive at a speed of 30km/hr, during peak hour, expecting you to follow them all the way
or people who don't know how to use their bloody signal *ei, the signal is there not for show, USE IT*
i lost my respect for someone
i was brought up in a family that teaches me to respect others, especially those older than me
but what annoys me is a pathetic irritating i-know-it-all-and-im-always-right attitude
just because you're everyone's favorite doesn't mean you've got it all
you just went from the top of my list to OUT OF MY LIST!
i gave 150% of effort to control it, but enough is enough!
i lost my interest in mixing around
one thing i expect from people is a little respect, especially those younger than me
we can have a lot of fun together, but on top of it, the essence of respect must be presence nevertheless
how could you make fun of/embarrass me (yes, im using this word) in front of everyone and yet your my junior? and to have MY BATCH of people to top up my misery and to ENCOURAGE them? i bet you won't have anything to say to me if you don't bully me right?
what a shallow friendship this is!
where do i put my face now? and to EXPECT me to chill after that?
what my batch of people is doing doesn't give you the right to do it too.
you're my junior, and i deserve some respect here.
so, ive decided, i wont want to mix around you, people who don't respect me as i deserve
i lost my generosity
i used to find joy in giving people things; even though its something simple, a joy on a person's face never fails to give me a sense of fulfillment in life.
but recently, im so sick of giving.
i dont know why, but maybe its because some people just never appreciates what you've done for them and is always out to trying to rip you off even more
i lost my hope for happiness
being happy when i was little was such a easy thing, a little packet of candy can being me unlimited joy, even to the extend that i felt like the most blessed girl on earth.
but now all i feel is pressure, shame, depression, hatred and even more pressure
everything under the sun evolves around the same routine
everything i ever hoped for never come my way
and the best thing is it brings pleasure to people around me seeing me suffering
i lost my hope on counting on my friends for comfort
i used to have a very good friend when i was little, only to find out one day when her sister came to tell me that she hates me actually. i suspected it when she started to avoid me a few times.
since then, i told myself, there is no such things as 'best friends'
these things NEVER exists in life and it's all a lie to trick humans into believing that you could find someone you could rely on. that was why i NEVER stick to one person *sorry mom*
but as years passed, i was being opened into the world of trusting friends again. i was eager, only to find that my previous lesson stands true all the while.
when i was in need, you never understood my heart, instead you laugh at me, *it's never 'with me' and you know it*.
no matter how much i tried to pour it out to you, you never care but to brush it all aside and to say things like :"aiya, she always emo one la, no need to care bout her."
you only care for me when it's convenient and practical for you.
you never go an extra mile for me, never
and you call this a friendship and that you really did care for me?
i'm sorry, but this was not the definition of friendship that my gong gong taught me.
thanks for fulfilling my disappointment again.
don't worry, i won't blame you. i've got only myself to blame, to allow you to interfere with my life and to mess it up again.
and i lost my sleep
yes, to top everything, i cant sleep every night
it's been 5 months since i had a good night sleep.
Friday, October 2, 2009
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Monday, September 14, 2009
i found... i found...
i found...... i found....
i found... a crazy bunch of ppl who likes to take silly pics and yes, i got the VICE PRESIDENT to do it too!!! *YEAAAAHH 100 points for me!*
i found... jeremy curi-ing a fried chicken while everyone is not around, but was caught red handed by a young innocent kid *jer jer.......hahaha*
i found.. a group of patriotic youngsters who thinks MALAYSIA BOLEH n Malaysia wil always b the first! way to go guys...
i found.. friends which i thought i might never meet again *unless of course during wedding time*
i found... a new family
I FOUND! my new twins!!!! lulusssssssssss
and yea, i found out... im old d..
Friday, August 21, 2009
dont want to move on just yet...
i miss my friends and the time we had together
i miss my ex room mate and the silly things we did together
i miss going to the beach at night and stare in wonder at God's creation
for now i know that the only person looking down on me is my boss through the CCTV in front of me
so my sincere prayer is that God will take care of you, my friends, and bless you.
but i still don't want to let go
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
something else in mind
Season's change and it's durian season again. i still remember, last time, ZX will always bring a group of us out to makan durian in front of YAC (now a.k.a. VCD shop). not that i'm a big fan of durians, but i thought it will be nice if i could at least have a durian fest with my friends every year. little did i know that God heard my little request in my heart but had something else in mind..
First, it was the shock of my life...
First, it was the shock of my life...
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Sarang-ne
My weekends were filled with love.
different kinds of love that i witness with my own eyes...
love that strengthens and unfortunately, love that detroys too.. *evil laugh*
There was...
*awwww.. daddy jansen taking care of little Caleb - can kahwin d*
Love that could change a frown into a smile and make God's little children happy again
*smile, sophia, smile... =)*
Love that shows them how pretty they are and to remind them that they are all little princesses in their own way and that they are God's little bride
Love for friendship and sisterhood that lasts through good and bad times
Love of a newly wed entering into a new chapter of their life together as one, united in God's promises
*smile, sophia, smile... =)*
*one of the cure for emo-ness and sadness*
oh common, just admit it, you watch cartoon when no one is watching...
*wayne's* childhood action figure character terbocor ~ Ultraman
while some people are being united in love, 'some people' can't make up their mind who to love
Love to stick together with the same group of friends in whatever we do
Love to stick together with the same group of friends in whatever we do *i don't want u guys to graduate plz...*
*football, computer games, digital gadgets, girls...*
Sisterly love ~~SISTERHOOD~ *AAAAaaaaaaaaaa*
Sisterly love ~~SISTERHOOD~ *AAAAaaaaaaaaaa* EmilyEmily, how nice it is to be young again. you get to run around, scream like nobody's business, run around, get hugs, run around again and be a kid
introducing: (right to left) Fishy, ???, Doggy, Monster
*Name courtersy of Emily*
This world is full of love, but why isn't some people getting enough of it?
Poeple need the Lord... *HAHAHAHA*
Fod God is LOVE
Fod God is LOVE
Sunday, March 1, 2009
i don't know
I dont know...
whether you are a woman's man and is proud of it?
Or you prefer to cuddle in your gf's arms instead of she in yours...
Whether you will ever challenge yourself to face your fears?
or to do something silly like going for a ride after a great dinner and face the consequencs of it?
I don't know...
whether you like to hang out with you friends...
Or you prefer to do things alone and always protray the kind of expression that you are always deep in thoughts...?
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