A little here a little there….
Makes it easier bit by bit…day by day…
Love, friends and crabs…
This entry is more than 1 month late already. So… I am 30years and 24months old. Still 30…still safe.
Sometimes wonder if the older you get… the lower profile you want to stay. I admit a week before my birthday came, I was in quite a state of denial/depression/spaced out…. bascially not in the best of mood. I believe Karen had noticed it too. Thousand apologies~~ Hee~~
Thanks for the EXCELLENT dinner friends… namely Ms girlfriend, Ms Nurse, Ms Teacher, Ms Natcase, Mr Photographer, Mr Sniper and Mr Army buddy!
Nothing like well spent birthday with good company…(Picture taken from facebook)
My Birthday Present from Ms Karen~ Thanks many many!
Niceee~~
Thank you guys!!
Sharing the Light~
So i have been reading Mr Mraz’s blog for a while now. If you guys have noticed, the link to his site is on the right hand side of my little page.
Recently, after reading one of his entries made my eyes abit more clearer and the mind abit more opened. So i would like to spread it as much as I could. It is just bits and pieces here and there. I know his entries can be quite lengthy and tiring to read with limited photos to just casually browse thru. I am as guilty as anyone of us. I would read if the header is catchy enough.
Worry is what happens when you take those misfortunes on and think you have control over them. You tell yourself that you are responsible in some way for these situations. Or worse, you’ve decided if the outcome isn’t pleasant, there could be even more trouble for yourself and others.
Worry is a story you tell yourself and nothing more. Sometimes we do it over to express care in a matter. Other times, we’re looking for sympathy. We’ll even go so far as to tell all about our worries in hopes that someone else will share the responsibility with us. There are plenty of reasons we create for Worry to creep its little head in.
But the real fact is, you are responsible for nothing to begin with.
Let’s say you send some love to someone, but they don’t reciprocate the way you expected. That’s nothing to worry about. It doesn’t mean they don’t love you. Besides, if they don’t, why worry about that? If that mattered, you’d be creating that as a condition for having love in your life. Unconditional love is what we practiced when we came into this world in the first place – so it’s best we get back to being that.
Our economy-based society doesn’t make it easy for us to live worry-free lives. Somewhere between the ages of 6 and 16 we pick up all kinds of story and baggage that sit with us our whole lives.
“Is my job THE JOB”?
“Do I enough money for the things I want?”
“Do I have the right company?”
Whatever the answer, it’s just one interpretation of how you THINK life should be. There’s nothing in this Universe that can support the way something SHOULD be other than the honesty and your joyous reaction to it being whole.
Some people don’t care for sports. They see the game as meaningless. Others see it as the most important activity on the planet. Some people really love fancy cars while others can go their whole lives not caring what kind of box they’re transported around in. You see what I’m saying? Go easy on yourself.
Nothing is wrong in your world unless you tell yourself it is wrong. There are no wrong questions. There are no wrong answers.
Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did~~
Bring out the Steam~
A short Celebration for the Cancerians birthday~
Happy Birthday to Ms Yong Dear and Mr D’!!!
Let have a BBQ for Mr S~!!
What kind of FARTER are you?
Vain: You love the smell of your farts
Amiable: You love the smell of other people’s fart
Proud: You think your farts are exceptionally fine~
Shy: You release silent farts then blush
Impudent: You boldly fart out loud and laugh
Unfortunate: You try really hahrdto fart but you pooped instead
Nervous: You stop in the middle of your fart
Dishonest: You farted and look at the person beside you and say “No Me~”
Foolish: You suppress you fart for hours
Thrifty: You keep a couple of good farts for reserve
Anti Social: When the need arises, you excuse yourself from the crowd.
Awake….
In the silence of the night, thoughts are suppose to clearer, mind suppose to be more sound. Heart suppose to be more settled…. normal humans like you n me suppose to be sleepy….
But I am not any of those and I am suffering the consequences now…. I am tired… sleepy and lazy….
Something happier~
I know recently, I wake up each morning with agitation and frustrations. My entries are full of craps of emotional despair….
I am gonna change my bike~ This bike is one of my favourites. Looks like I am gonna stuck with it for at least 3 years… But its ok… I like it… so hopefully it stays that way for 36mths and more!
I know the previous entries mentioned that my intentions were to downsize to a smaller n economical one but I tried riding my friend’s 400cc bike for 1 week to and fro work. I realised I cannot take it. I was cursing n swearing all the way home.
Here is the one that is coming on my way~
I am sucker for all these~ Awwww….yum yum~
Emotionally Lost
Being emo is not what my general practices. Mainly my happy go lucky attributes has far escapes me. I am not being sensitive. SENSITIVE = EMO. Being in the present state that I am in. I don’t have alot to give.
Ever wonder how is it like to be emotionally zero? Not capable of feeling anything. Not able to think logically. No sparing of thoughts to other people. No such things as stress, being positive, or being negative.
Solutions are found deep within our own heart. I need a direction…
