tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23837928509514280872024-03-20T05:00:26.451-07:00el mundo de corazonyingsimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496638572054275807noreply@blogger.comBlogger69125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2383792850951428087.post-28552516408788940532014-02-07T07:52:00.000-08:002014-02-07T07:52:18.087-08:00岁月不留人<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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曾经读过一篇文章。文章里说了作者的经验。她和丈夫离开家十三个月、到了世界各地体会人生。他们那十三个月的经验也不必多说、肯定是令人大开眼界。令我印象深刻的却是当他们回家以后的体会。十三个月前、当他们决定放下一切时、有很多的恐惧都飘到脑海中。可是这些恐惧都不再是他们的阻碍了。令我感兴趣的却是他们回到家以后的体会。<div>
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周游列国以后的他们、对人生有大大的改观。回家了、身边的一切、或许在某程度上有一些的改变。可能是在于外表上的变化、变美了、变快了、变高了、或各种别的变化。但身边的人、仍然是他们所认识的十三个月前的人。这是因为这两夫妇已改变了。她在想、如果他们不曾作出当初的决定、或许、他们也一样只会有外表上的改变。原来、他们俩离开了、对周围的人是没影响的。影响到的、或许就只是大家的心情。可能会是想念、或者是笑着他们愚蠢的决定、还是羡慕他们勇敢的举动。甚至是根本没任何的感受。当然、对于父母亲来说、绝对是例外、跟别人是不能比地。我在说着的是、除了父母亲以外的人。</div>
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这两夫妇要是没作出当初的决定、今天的他们、会是跟昨天的、上个月的、去年的或是五年前的他们一样。对于人生、就可能只有一种看法了。</div>
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时间是永远都不会停留。停留的、只会是我们的脚步。</div>
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四个月前、当我离开家时、我却没想过我会有任何的变化。两个月后、我回来了。我体会到、那两夫妇所体会的感受了。心灵上、我已改变了。并不是完全。可是、在我的四周围没任何改变的状况里、我却看到另一面的四周围。</div>
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我自己的一个小小发现、我竟然不再喜欢看被设计出来的哭哭啼啼电影了。当我想起在我一路上遇到的人、他们所分享的故事和人生的点点滴滴、我说、我该把乐观放在我目前的人生里。因为、在我为电影敲断而哭泣时、外面的世界还有很多生命是在为真正的生活而哭泣。要把快乐的眼泪擦掉伤心的泪水。要是想把眼泪流下、就把那眼泪流的有价值。</div>
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yingsimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496638572054275807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2383792850951428087.post-20863886350922512212014-01-09T09:47:00.000-08:002014-01-09T09:51:20.357-08:00I am enjoying the movie, a lot<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It's the first day in cinema, here in Kuantan. And I'm glad to have spend the evening with this beautiful movie with my two beautiful friends. The mere two hours must not be enough to tell the nice details written in words, what more to say, the real scenario of the 'Long Walk to Freedom'.<br />
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I have now watched the movie before even starting to read it. Indeed, it was bought half a year ago. But I'm now only half way through with Gandhi's. So, some time before I can start the first page of Mandela's. Anyway, I was surprised and glad that this is made into a movie to be shared. No doubt that it will surely miss many nice details. But hey, it's just two hours. Don't be greedy. For details, READ!<br />
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Everything's great about this man, the movie, the evening, the experience, the things learn. A very huge BUT this time. BUT, not many seemed to appreciate such beautiful movie (from the autobiography). Yes, A.U.T.O.B.I.O.G.R.A.P.H.Y, sounds b-o-r-i-n-g ya? BUT! N-O! It isn't. It deserves more spectators.<br />
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As we walked out from the cinema, there were 10 persons in the cinema, at most. Three of them were us. This is a real story to be told, to be known, to be understood, to be 'alive in our mind'. It is a lesson to be learn. It's a history worth knowing. Wait, HISTORY?! Yes, it's another 'odd' word to have the people's attention. These words have somehow been 'discriminated'. Put the coloured glasses aside. That's when we start to appreciate it - to simplify this concept, try to relate it with the story of '1. The glass is half full; OR 2. The glass is half empty'.<br />
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A sentence spoken by Mandela in the movie as well, "Peace is the way". Thus, it reminded me of what I've heard just two months ago:<br />
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"There is no way to peace, peace is the way.<br />
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I will begin reading it soon. Wouldn't be long. Thank you, Nelson Mandela. You've made a difference to many, including me.yingsimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496638572054275807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2383792850951428087.post-61459742359768284282013-10-06T03:26:00.002-07:002013-10-06T03:26:35.768-07:00Sun-day<div style="text-align: justify;">
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yingsimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496638572054275807noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2383792850951428087.post-38645942362422428672013-10-05T09:58:00.000-07:002013-10-05T09:58:04.421-07:00An afternoon in the rain<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It's surprisingly cold even though there's sunlight out there. Mainly because that the sunlight doesn't last. Every half an hour or so, the rain came by to visit. When it rained, it was cold. When the sun shines, it's really hot. Now, I need to find the balance in between. And so, this noon, we went to the farm to pick some fresh vegetables for salad. The moment we began to do that, it was beginning to shower! What can I say? When we're already in the rain, I go with the saying by Bob Marley, "some feel the rain, others just get wet". I chose to feel the rain instead of just get wet. Anyway, I think the jet lag is over now. All ready for daily meditation session. Doing better after the first day. Looking forward to more of the meditation session. It's soul healing, inner-self communication and full stop. What more can I ask for. Hello ME, again ^_^</div>
yingsimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496638572054275807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2383792850951428087.post-28652797158821708402013-10-04T04:10:00.001-07:002013-10-04T04:10:22.483-07:00Lost somewhere<div style="text-align: justify;">
It must have been quite some time since I last remember that I was lost, I mean specifically, lost in a town. Now I recalled, I was lost in one of the vineyard area last year. This time round, I wasn't really went lost, but lost 'contact'. The very few things I could do, 1. Walked home and found nobody's home, so sent a very brief SMS, 2. Walked to another person's home, and nobody's home too, but got wifi connection for Whatsapp, 3. Home sweet home (literally). Another experience in town with my extraordinarily limited language knowledge. </div>
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As I was 'lost', I gained something in return. It has been a long long while since I last meditated. And that was what I did this morning. Problem with jet lag, waking up too often in the middle of the night, the body keeps reminding you that you should begin getting active now, it's time to wake up! So, well, I woke up at 6am. All awake by the 'not-so-freezing-yet' cold shower. And meditated for half an hour. </div>
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For once, I controlled my mind again. It's a very beautiful exercise for the mind. Not only I started to notice the rise and fall of incidences and thoughts in my mind, I regain balance in between my mind and my body. But it's a long way to go before my mind can work beautifully again.</div>
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For some reason or so, I've gained another 'finger snapping' moment when I grab hold on my camera again. They are so many breathe taking moments or shots capture from the eye of the lens. Come to think about it, it was actually a certain spot of the entire view that was being captured in the way we want it to be. So, whether it's 'good' or 'bad' chosen for the highlight, it's entirely up to us. Most of the time, we chose the 'better' spot for our captions and omit the non-necessary part altogether. </div>
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Photo shooting, we always choose the better spot for highlight. Surprisingly, in life, many of us are focusing on the 'bad' spot for highlight and omit the 'good' spot altogether. Is it merely because mind is not abstract, hence people tend to neglect the good side of it? While for scenery, it's not entirely abstract, but it can be seen and that's the difference. </div>
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A good insight from a few pages read from the book titled 'Straight from the Heart'. Very insightful. Hello 'mind', let's cooperate and form a better 'me'.</div>
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<br />yingsimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496638572054275807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2383792850951428087.post-28674282677315775342013-10-03T02:21:00.001-07:002013-10-03T02:23:20.566-07:00My first autumn in my life<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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After a 24-hour journey, I'm finally back to the airports I'm familiar with. No doubt, the sun is as precious as diamond here, my own thought. With such temperature, there's nothing as good as the warmth of the sunlight. Up to now, everything's quite in place, except for the jet lag. Generally, my first few meals were meals in the plane. Later, with some good stuff, improvised Thai instant noodle for lunch (which should be my dinner back in Malaysia). And for dinner, yummy! Do you know me well enough? Yes. My favourite salmon sashimi! Goodness. Am I dreaming? No. What more can I complain for now. None. </div>
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Of course, there should be some work to be done within the next couple of days, while overcoming the jet lag. </div>
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Last night, yawned all the way from 6pm till 10pm (local time). Managed to sleep by 12am but things that happened next, waking up every now and then. My body was telling me that it's already morning and activities shall begin right now =.=" I thought it was at least 4am at that moment. To my disappointment, it wasn't. It was only 1am. Should really be better for days to come. Anyway, hello autumn! It's completely different when the season changes. Hello meditation. Hello inner self ^_^</div>
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<br />yingsimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496638572054275807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2383792850951428087.post-85262821719871739212013-08-28T05:40:00.006-07:002013-08-28T05:40:52.266-07:00Be positive<div style="text-align: justify;">
The first thing upon switching on the radio, television, flipping newspapers and social media, there are probably 60% and above of negative news. Natural disasters, accidents, kidnapping, robberies, abuse and the list goes on forever. While many of us are complicating our life with 1001 problems and issues, they are many out there who face only one challenge, the struggle to live. All that they need is food and shelter. They did not chose to be who they are, but they strive to live. What about us? What about me? </div>
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I've been reading so many self motivating books all this while. And kept reminding myself to think positively. Now that I think about it, why is it so hard for me to be positive? Answers to my questions, are as much as excuses I could give. Life is hard, the world is never peaceful, life has never been fair and on and on. Therefore, I need to have positive mindset, positive conversation, positive people around me and the list goes on forever again.</div>
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Come to think about those who have the least, as little as not having enough food to fulfil their daily needs. As far as I'm concerned, I have not come across any article or news that reports on the need for the less fortunate to think positively in order to survive. All that they do is to act to survive. </div>
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Conclusion, sometimes, it's not the thought that counts. Actions matter.</div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Source from: <a href="http://automationclinic.com/blog/on-taking-immediate-action/">http://automationclinic.com/blog/on-taking-immediate-action/</a></span></div>
yingsimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496638572054275807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2383792850951428087.post-70724505291223241952013-08-01T08:04:00.000-07:002013-08-01T08:04:24.515-07:00The value<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It was just one hour ago when I saw this statement from the drama I was watching.<br />
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"People used to fix the faulty electrical items and keep using it. Now, most people change an item whenever there is new model in the market (regardless if the existing item is still working very well)."<br />
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Not long after, I saw another scene from an another unrelated drama. I summarise it as such:<br />
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As for myself, I'm still using a camera my parents bought for me 6 years ago. About 10 months ago, the lens began to malfunction. I've left the camera aside since then. Occasionally, trying it out in the hope that it may be good all over again, but it doesn't happen. Well, what can I say. So, I've waited long enough before deciding to get a new lens for it. Until recently, I was tempted to get a brand new camera, and it was one that I 'thought' I'll love to have. But the price doubled the price of getting a good lens. And I was in a dilemma for yet another 5 months. Within these 5 months, I've actually went in and out of the camera shop for up to 5 times to reconsider on my options.<br />
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Finally, I've kicked my butt and dropped by the shop once again today. Prior to entering the shop, I looked from outside for minutes. And I turned around, walked, spent yet another 1 hour time to think. Finally, finally, I've bought it. Surprisingly, I'm happy. Much happier that I thought I would, despite of spending a huge sum of bucks for it. So does my camera. I know my camera well enough to get the best shots I could. And my camera understands me well enough, to cope with my way of using it. Simply, loving it.<br />
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Question: Is value merely a measurement of money and having the latest model, most expensive item, biggest, most luxurious stuff today? What about the value that is never measurable? Have we move forward, or are we moving backward by being the slave of marketing strategy?yingsimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496638572054275807noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2383792850951428087.post-62005868563719018732013-07-28T06:35:00.003-07:002013-07-28T07:30:12.152-07:00My love for the beauty of nature<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: medium;">There are two ways to live, one is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as if everything is. </span><i><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;">-</span></i><i><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;">Albert Einstein-</span></i></div>
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I crave for the beauty of nature. 'There is nothing special', one may say. But it is all about how one look at it and appreciate it. At least, I told myself, it takes one's sincerity to feel and to realise the beauty and importance of one's existence. Most importantly, one needs not seek for recognition from other people to second one's belief (the positive one, of course). But when there is such recognition received, it's definitely a bonus and a blessing ^_^ Stay positive, and have faith on one's belief. </div>
yingsimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496638572054275807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2383792850951428087.post-36695233322489087642013-07-07T04:38:00.001-07:002013-07-07T04:38:11.427-07:00Another chapterThe event is finally over! And my energy bar went straight to -1% in a glimpse of light once that I have my very first lunch for the 2-day fast or I should say, detoxing? ^.^<br />
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Honestly, it was good to be involved in a preparation work but it was awful when one does not get to taste the sweet fruit of the outcome. And this happen to me. It's either one, to be involved, or to enjoy the sweet fruit. It hardly happen to me to be in both situations. Or maybe it did happened, but not that I can recall of any at this moment.<br />
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Somehow, I'm glad that my 'turbo' mode has once again been turned on, no doubt that it leaves me exhausted in the end. To overcome this, I just need something else to turn on my 'turbo' mode or to keep myself active all over again. And this is the aim for the moment. Or else, I'll be left in nowhere feeling lost, without direction, and that's definitely not a good feeling.<br />
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Of all the things, I'm so glad that I have a team of members with perfect combination, and ever ready to be in assistant throughout the entire event. In daily job, they have been a great team. I can see spotlights shining on them. It will be just a matter of time.<br />
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Another thing that I appreciate, are the new people that I met along the way and they have been very helpful regardless of all the last minute arrangement that took place. I can proudly say that I was brought to another new level of last minute solution provider now. With this group of people with many wisdom to share too, things that I do not get everyday, or much. Indescribable.<br />
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Last but not least, I met an old acquaintance in the event too. It has been about 5 years since we last met. Towards the end of the whole event, the only word that sticks to my mind, mature. A word that has not been used to describe me for a very long time, once again come back to me. It was in my teenage years when people used to say that I'm mature for that teenage age, but not in my twenties. I think this must be first. Looking at the bright side, it's a compliment ^.^<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Source from: <a href="http://www.kartoen.be/wp/2008/09/23/holy-trinity/">http://www.kartoen.be/wp/2008/09/23/holy-trinity/</a></span></div>
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<br />yingsimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496638572054275807noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2383792850951428087.post-13816176004164618392013-07-04T05:10:00.005-07:002013-07-04T05:14:14.089-07:00A reflectionLooks like this year is the first year ever that I'm keeping my blog updated so often compared to the last couple of years. I believe that I'm back into the mood to write! I might be missing myself who used to be so quiet and write so much. Thus, the result of this. But I'm glad for it. At least, for years to come, there's a good reflection on myself when I was younger and 'now'. Always. At the moment, for this blog alone, I managed to reflect something about myself for the last few years and it's good to have such opportunity.<br />
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For the past 3.5 weeks, I've been rushing for so much of things for one special event. And it's only 2 days to go before the very day. Hoping that everything is going to be fun-tastic! *Fingers crossed*<br />
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Just two days ago, someone whom I respect for his leadership, told me about this. The last thing that a person would want to do is to kill his hope. I believe that this apply to faith too. I heard the sound of a finger snap in my mind at that very moment. "Wow, have I killed my hope?" I thought I did.<br />
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Therefore, for now, I must relive all that in my hope. It's one of the important pillars of life. So, good luck to myself once more for the event and, hope.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Source from: <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/15717943-hopeless">http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/15717943-hopeless</a></span></div>
<br />yingsimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496638572054275807noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2383792850951428087.post-77801623943080907032013-06-30T08:05:00.003-07:002013-06-30T08:05:55.821-07:00After a night of thunderstormAfter a week of chaotic situation on the haze, the sky is finally clearing. What more to ask for when there is this thunderstorm with heavy rain that took place last midnight to celebrate the end of the smoggy atmosphere in Kuantan air. The wonder of nature, and the great act of nature. Come to think about this, I can't help to think that I am hurting the mother earth from day-to-day life. At this very moment, we are talking about technology. The next, we can't survive without the printed record on hardcopy (paper made from tree pulp). The cause may goes all the way back to a few thousand years back when the first piece of paper was created. Not to forget, back then, China never impose such law as to restrict only one child per family. What is the population back then? What is the population today?<br />
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The source of nature is able to accommodate the needs of human beings back then. But look at today, we are digging more and more resources from the mother earth. To balance it, we should have return what we have taken, but wait... what did we return? The fancy packaging to attract consumers and ends up as a non-recyclable rubbish in the dump site? Tonnes of paper kept for at least 7 years before we can at least send it to recycle centre so that records are available when needs arise?<br />
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I can't stop thinking. My pair of hands are very dirty, this pair of hand can't even be compared to those pair of hands that are really covered with dirt for the sake of planting or protecting the mother earth. I dare not even to think, annually, how many tonnes of waste have I disposed? But at least, I'm proud to say that I have never waste my food.<br />
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I am sorry, mother earth. For I have ill-treated you and not doing much good for you. I feel worse when I come to think that our next generations are going to deal with the waste we have leave behind for them. Come to think about this, I believe that this is the beginning of the generation of greed for we tend to stop thinking for our future when we realise there is not much we have done to hand a good future for our children.<br />
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Why education when conscience does not exist? And my heart weeps till the day that I finally do my very best part to be the eco-buddy of the nature :"(<br />
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<br />yingsimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496638572054275807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2383792850951428087.post-61503477301781083142013-06-25T07:49:00.004-07:002013-06-25T23:07:22.063-07:00For the longest timeIndeed, this is a song title by Billy Joel. I love it especially when it's being sung in the form of a capella. My all time favourite. Regardless of the lyric, the rhythm itself is almost killing me.<br />
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Now back to the key point of 'for the longest time'.<br />
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1. What have I not been doing for the longest time?<br />
2. What have I been liking for the longest time?<br />
3. What have I wanted to do for the longest time?<br />
4. What have I been forgetting for the longest time?<br />
5. What have I kept for the longest time?<br />
6. What have I been missing for the longest time?<br />
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And the list goes on and on. When I start questioning myself on all of this, I realise that I've forgotten many that I sometimes lead an auto pilot life. Just a couple of days ago, I was filing all my utilities bill and official documents. When I come to the World Vision file, I can't help but to remind myself there's something I've not forgotten, but avoided to do, yet, pretended that I'd forgotten. What was that? To write letters to our sponsored children. Why avoid? I sure believe I do have sufficient time to do that. But I seemed to have many excuses for not doing it. One minute, I got hooked up on the internet, the next minute, I got hooked up with gym, and the next hour with television (gosh, this sure is a 'killer'). Was it really that hard to get those letters written?<br />
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N.O. It isn't hard at all. The hardest part, which is also the easiest, is to do it with all my heart. In another word, with sincerity. Oh gosh! Have I lost my heart? Have I lost my sincerity? As I type and type, I realise, I've been lazying too much and relied heavily on the 'auto-pilot' mode for my life, that many things that I've done and went through meant nothing. Wow. How long has that been? I don't know. But I can't do much to change the past. All that I have is now. It's time to stop the auto-pilot mode and take charge of my journey. I guess the auto-pilot mode was my scapegoat in case if anything goes wrong. And that's totally wrong! Bad me, naughty me, thoughtless me! It probably went on and off for the past 3 years. Until now, that I'm ready for it. Nothing should stop me from turning into the manual mode. <i>Bonne chance!</i><br />
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Whew... I must admit. My brain had went rusty! And this is no good. Why so? Mainly because I've been lazying for too long. To prevent myself from getting useless, I have to start being useful now. An hour ago, I'd tried to type out my recent thought and after about 300 words, I figure that it was a mess and dump it altogether. </div>
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The first thing I should really do now is to update my journal. It has been some time since I last open it. Furthermore, there has been too many excuses that I've been making to give way for my laziness craving. Well, it's really good that now, I could spend some good time to judge myself instead of controlling myself from judging people. Perhaps, that applies to, in order to stop thinking about A, all that I have to do is to start thinking about B and automatically, A will be out of mind! So, why try to hard not to think about A?! Haha. Well, that's what I've got from one of my reading recently. To stay positive, start thinking positively as the mind can't think of both positive and negative stuff at one same time! One moment, I thought, wow! Really? The next moment, now, I realise, yes, it is indeed! It means what I've read have now come into practical. </div>
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Over the next couple of months, I foresee that I'll be on an adventure and leaving some so called reality behind for a short while. Can't wait! It's going to be awesome!~ Who knows, the adventure turns out to be the reality! Reality or not, the one who's being in it deserves the right to judge it over the people who just sit and watch ^.^ </div>
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It is of course, my precious weekend. And I've made full use of my weekend today. Managed to wake up 'early', got ready and head off to Pelindung Hill. After the fireflies sighting trip last night in Cherating, I'm very sure that I must get in touch with the nature even more. Thus, kept my promise to myself to wake up no matter how, and go for the walk uphill.<br />
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It was cloudy, it drizzled, and finally, it rained... But well, it was all good. For the beautiful sound of nature, the cry of the crickets, the chirping morning birds (this reminded me of the song by Cat Steven, 'Morning has broken'), and the precious sound of the rain in the rainforest.<br />
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I know, it isn't quite a rainforest, but it is remaining as original as it could be, I can't complain more, despite of the telecommunication towers that have been built for so many years up there. Still, I get to get in touch with the mother nature very closely and enjoyed the incredible chill in the morning! Love that - after so long...<br />
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As it started to rain when I was getting closer to the mid junction part, the rain started to pour in. And that was when I started to grab my phone and recorded the sound of nature, and some photos. Soothing, cooling. It could be incomparable, but it sure was as good as being in the bed and snuggling in the blanket!<br />
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<br />yingsimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496638572054275807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2383792850951428087.post-58566935797949330162013-04-11T05:53:00.000-07:002013-04-11T05:53:02.493-07:00A year of wonder, and a year to wonder and ponder<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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I didn't quite much realise that the last post I've made was exactly a year ago.. not that exact. To be exact, that will be 1 year and 4 days. Gee.. I've been lazying for so long. Probably I've been spending more time to.. what? Now I need to think carefully of what have I done for the past one year. Eventually, the very best remark of the year would be my birthday. Apparently, I did not make it for the climb this year. Too many plans in mind that had eventually caused no focus at all. But well, everyday is different. For the past one year, no doubt, I've met many wonderful people all around me. And at some point, I'd probably disguised myself as somebody else, did I? Well, I did. For instant, I would have chose to keep my mouth shut in most occasion. But for some reason, I turned out to be one of the annoying 'talk box' in certain occasion. Eew.. therefore, I know that I need more time for myself this year. Thinking about the past one year, it was the first time ever in my life that I'd stepped out of South East Asia, and I was in the south west of France, hosted by a wonderful friend who'd throw me a surprise by joining me in the Mt Kinabalu climb last year. </div>
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For the very first time being in a foreign country, all alone, that's a new thing for me, perhaps I'm a lil' old for it, but hey, who cares. It's my very own experience that I'm enjoying ^.^ Although we have tropical climate for the entire year in Malaysia, but the summer I had was mesmerizing. With the summer festival all around the area, it was good. Having the chance to help out some people to shifting house in France, being taught dancing steps, playing musical instrument that I'd never tried before, enjoying beautiful music all around the village in the late evening, yet the sky was still relatively bright at 10pm, having the experience of being 'stung' by some kind of plants named 'oak-ti' (that's how it's being pronounced) and later being told that I'm a real French for having the experience of being 'stung' by that very plant (eew... it's painful =.=") and the list goes one forever. True, there may be culture differences, but still, all of us are human. I am a firm believer of the saying, "There's only one race in this world, and that is HUMAN-race". It is probably some negative belief system that could have contributed to so many nasty things that happen all around us. </div>
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yingsimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496638572054275807noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2383792850951428087.post-88074177730289252962012-04-07T10:32:00.000-07:002012-04-07T10:32:08.715-07:00Blessed<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_H7w9iOGmu7yUs4FZso30OTmp9pFU6w3Ld8a6D1hkgafxu01V2YRG97RO6ZDbW2D0n0vA_2RL5sMrnv2a4HJhC7UA4y5dA3QdCuWhdIalbi3HLXd9r4DJQux2ycyFcJYvNfVALpT1hV3B/s1600/IMG_3265+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_H7w9iOGmu7yUs4FZso30OTmp9pFU6w3Ld8a6D1hkgafxu01V2YRG97RO6ZDbW2D0n0vA_2RL5sMrnv2a4HJhC7UA4y5dA3QdCuWhdIalbi3HLXd9r4DJQux2ycyFcJYvNfVALpT1hV3B/s320/IMG_3265+-+Copy.JPG" width="204" /></a></div>Prior to departing for Kota Kinabalu, I had some kind of weird feeling where things may go wrong. A few friends have told me to go with my instinct and overcome whatever that may come in my way and yes, things were back on track.<br />
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A few days before and after my birthday, I've got additional treasure ^.^ First, I went for a book fair for 3 consecutive days and spent about RM 400.00 for the pile of books I have in my bedroom now - it could have cost me about 10X of the figure stated for their original price. Wow! I love the books and they will surely keep me busy for quite some time! Next, a brand new tumbler to assist me in saving the environment as well as cost of drinking Starbucks. Later, a few free meals and drinks at Starbucks with a brand new card. Cool! Now, I'm so glad ^.^<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLVsqaN2NAaOc2B4wOAj7rEGO1GobSqSBAwAqt7LiD4ul9RFFMJRep8i8HLKLaE8n7Q8zjC_inXWievBZuutmE5I1raayOkSMIWsmxbRlPLhQOz_1TDwzY1tvyTODhQtqM_U9ij5R9fRMh/s1600/IMG_3264+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLVsqaN2NAaOc2B4wOAj7rEGO1GobSqSBAwAqt7LiD4ul9RFFMJRep8i8HLKLaE8n7Q8zjC_inXWievBZuutmE5I1raayOkSMIWsmxbRlPLhQOz_1TDwzY1tvyTODhQtqM_U9ij5R9fRMh/s320/IMG_3264+-+Copy.JPG" width="227" /></a>On the very day, yes, I've started my first step to Mt Kinabalu. In exchange, a tag that recorded the special day - 1st April 2012. When I came back to West Malaysia, I saw a lil' girl carrying a backpack with a snowy white bear placed in it.. actually, the head of the teddy bear was on top of the bag's opening so that he could 'breathe' ^.^ I'd shared this with my childhood classmates and... surprise! I've got a teddy bear for my birthday this year! Yeah... my reaction was, "What!?" =.=" But no doubt, I love it. Thanks everyone ^.^<br />
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Anyway, good thing that all went smooth, just some obstacles.<br />
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Beginning from 30th March, it's about waking up at 5am for shower, breakfast and heading to airport! For this, we almost missed the flight... thank to the GPS. Gosh... well, at least we made it to catch the flight ^.^<br />
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When we touched down in Kota Kinabalu, we spent the very first day exploring KK city centre on our own feet! It's a continuous walk for at least 5 hours, thanks to the car provider who couldn't keep his promise to deliver the car on time. Well, it was our fault too as we made a last minute request. I learn a lesson here, but it's still a good one. And this was the only night where we had all sort kind of seafood! One of the most rare thing we had, the stone fish! Looked spooky but taste great! What more, their bone turned green when it's exposed to air! <br />
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Here comes the second day where we woke up at 4.30am to catch the bus for water rafting session! All the way to Beaufort and down to the memory lane... a very special kind of train we sat in to get us to the Pangi station to begin with the water rafting. The weather was so good that I tanned my skin on that very day. I could have soaked myself in the river at all time if such choice was given @.@ Overall, there was good view.. and good compliment from the guide "You're a good paddler". Well, that made my day. Guess my past experiences have eventually made me a better paddler now ^.^ However, the whole water rafting was shorter compared to the one I had last year. Well, I guess I will be missing that whole lot now! It was at this time that I realised I needed a new backpack! So, without any delay, I went to the shopping centre nearby to hunt for one - although I have not made my decision whether to get a porter for carrying my backpack or to carry my own. So, I bought one. Actually, before I went to hunt for the backpack, I dropped by in a cake house to grab some snack and my colleague was there! He told me to keep quiet so that no one knows that I saw him there. I didn't suspect anything, but I told him that, "Don't worry, I'm here to grab some snacks and the ladies are in the room having their instant noodles!" My intention was to let him know that he doesn't have to worry of anyone knowing that he's getting extra food. And it seemed that it somehow led to another information leakage, he told me to keep the secret that I saw him buying a cake there!~ Crap... such coincident?! Well.. that's why I never really believe that I will have much surprises in my life ^.^<br />
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Once when we reached hotel, I took my shower and the room seemed to be crowded. Everyone was in the room playing games and performing their own chores. When Jean mentioned that he needed to get something from room, I led him to the door. A while later, bell rang and "Special delivery"! Wow.. a cake and a bottle of red wine! What a night ^.^ Thanks, everyone!<br />
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Now, time to sleep and everyone is expected to be awake by 5am the next morning! It's the climb! The transfer turned up late. It's okay, at least we still make it to the Timpohon Gate, though it's an hour later. With my new backpack, I've carried a load that weighted about 6kg. Phew.. I was still undecided whether to get a porter service. But when we were sent to the Timpohon Gate, we realised it was too late to get any... That was how I ended up making another breakthrough to carry my backpack this round. The journey begin. Jean was obviously F.A.S.T where he was taking only about 2 to 2.5 hours to finish the 6km trail! And the rest of us, well.. I shouldn't elaborate more. But I guess I'm doing way better this time compared to last year as I kept moving consistently even though it's slow. But hey, I went passed quite a number of people as well! With the weight on my back, I'm quite satisfied with myself though ^.^ After several hours, it's 'Hello Again' to Pendant Hut! For this time, I didn't take my lunch nor snacks along the way. It's only plain water for the entire journey and yet, it's refreshing.<br />
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When everything's over, it's back to Timpohon gate time again! Well, that was definitely torturing! Nothing changed for this part ^.^ And that's how I ended up with my muscle ache now, but I love it! As to the rest of the team members, everyone made it and added an interesting chapter to their life book. For Jean, I believe so it's not as challenging, but I'm glad that he's at least enjoying it ^.^ Thanks again for everything, guys! ^.^<br />
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Also with a short video made by Jean: <a href="http://youtu.be/FeMXmJkA3j8">http://youtu.be/FeMXmJkA3j8</a>yingsimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496638572054275807noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2383792850951428087.post-92112120269278262952011-06-28T06:17:00.000-07:002011-07-04T05:26:21.737-07:00Ending the 4 days trip in Bali<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKxU7ZN_2dyA5K8cT4ptnLSD8TmXrqqvBY6BxYAvGF8gxGIb8wq4zgYhOsUPGvo_7oP0fVyv5LExPgmOfI2mX2D8dJ03VRLkACurFt2_A5JEuSW1YFyMVkVV6o8folatqGRprutWYdI_Sz/s1600/IMG_1388.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKxU7ZN_2dyA5K8cT4ptnLSD8TmXrqqvBY6BxYAvGF8gxGIb8wq4zgYhOsUPGvo_7oP0fVyv5LExPgmOfI2mX2D8dJ03VRLkACurFt2_A5JEuSW1YFyMVkVV6o8folatqGRprutWYdI_Sz/s320/IMG_1388.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623259916792419922" /></a> The last 2 days of the trip on Bali paradise island. We went for water rafting in a river of which I could not recall the name now. I have the tendency of having a hard time to recall name of places these days. That is really bad. How should I pick up a language then if my memory is that bad! OucHh! Anyway, for this water rafting that we had, my personal comment, view was really good due to the resorts they had along the river. Challenges, I almost wanted to say 'none'. On second thought, there was a lil'. After all, this was my second time of water rafting and the first one, had it in Sg Padas of which is much fun and not over commercialised. Perhaps, the one we had in Bali was rather commercialised.<br />
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After the water rafting, we were back on our journey for... shopping! Gee... for me, it's really too much of shopping I must say. On top of that, at least 90% of the things were repetitive. Hence, does not really fancy the shopping session. We dropped by in Tanah Lot, and there goes another massive shopping session. Whew... Anyway, there were many different experiences in each of these places. Earlier in Ubud, it wasn't a good place to bargain and ended up not buying for you'll get some really bad looking faces or worse still, scolding... whoops! As for other places we go later, the locals were much better and friendly. such as Sukawati. Bargain all you want! In fact, I happen to be in about 1 or 2 stalls which do not require any further bargain. Because they simply offer the best price, of which my cousins had to bargain for more than 10 minutes for the same price. In fact, when I buy more, they gave me discount without having me to ask! I do miss that 2 stalls for they were really nice people.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_8zKI0xqUZotpR1KW2HtPnPmgvraX3BCRTDzG8EH0iRZdPRMwR4J-12RSLf0OmBjzAVRnh8E2WKNz0VFKklD96ZmEHgIge6P_CPqbZlnjOcEbqLY3PhNR8_4yHTbxsU1oF31jey_o9HJz/s1600/IMG_1307.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_8zKI0xqUZotpR1KW2HtPnPmgvraX3BCRTDzG8EH0iRZdPRMwR4J-12RSLf0OmBjzAVRnh8E2WKNz0VFKklD96ZmEHgIge6P_CPqbZlnjOcEbqLY3PhNR8_4yHTbxsU1oF31jey_o9HJz/s320/IMG_1307.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623259800043946002" /></a> Now, on the 3rd night, first taste of nasi padang in Bali. We were there late, hence, most of the dishes were gone! Little choice, yet, I still enjoy it. Nasi Padang has always been one of my most favoured food ^.^ And not to be forgotten, they have Factory Outlet Sales next door and the discount was up to 85% for all branded sport goods! Well, I didn't buy.. Yup, I didn't. Had too limited time to have a thorough look on the displayed.. it was already 9.30pm when we managed to enter the outlets. Now, we were rushing to our new sleeping place, the Ellie's place.<br />
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It was indeed a great place! Quiet and pleasant! They served wonderful breakfast alongside with melodious music... I couldn't agree more that it was a great place to lie down and have a good nap or read a book! That, I call the best way to be back to yourself, a moment of self-reflection ^.^<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJyCYEBkNYI4XYGRaULM_PkSLdWaUD8GMPIrKaQGdA12y8vOVpyjkZyJigawtkA2OeE7jdiCpm80dWO83dVetncPH-_8E9kLlosk4GMsHGw5B0YyCY57bKgywTXY65Qylee6h5bwrvqzPJ/s1600/IMG_1169.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJyCYEBkNYI4XYGRaULM_PkSLdWaUD8GMPIrKaQGdA12y8vOVpyjkZyJigawtkA2OeE7jdiCpm80dWO83dVetncPH-_8E9kLlosk4GMsHGw5B0YyCY57bKgywTXY65Qylee6h5bwrvqzPJ/s320/IMG_1169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623259793301246242" /></a> <br />
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Over the last day, we checked out and had our very first walk in Kuta area. And voila, it's shopping time again. I did not buy anything and simply walked and walked and walked and walked... But... I had an ice-cream... the hazelnut with rum! It was incredibly tasty! I wish I get to taste it again... yum... no, this shouldn't be the right sound for it. It should be 'sluRp'! ^.^<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXylXawM5HnuX9ep0k0ry7HpLNOH2JxvXWYz7AMTTDeZXqVo9G1nsJF53T4KgACPbjEvzTHh51X6vHxntWo4r-NyOhubG4wjqWOxj9qK4O3XRInqjCylnx6qvKolwBOWFYIHatUcS7yfU5/s1600/IMG_1150.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXylXawM5HnuX9ep0k0ry7HpLNOH2JxvXWYz7AMTTDeZXqVo9G1nsJF53T4KgACPbjEvzTHh51X6vHxntWo4r-NyOhubG4wjqWOxj9qK4O3XRInqjCylnx6qvKolwBOWFYIHatUcS7yfU5/s320/IMG_1150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623259558005986450" /></a> Later, we headed for massage and SPA. One thing to take note on, 1 hour massage is never enough! Do not restrict your massage hour! Maximised it... at least 2 hours is a must for a good and relaxing massage. As for the SPA, not much of comment. Perhaps the scrubbing was good... can still feel the softness on my skin now.. after 2 days ^.^ But I guess at current time, I enjoy the massage better than the SPA ^.^<br />
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The massage and SPA somehow marked the end of our journey in Bali for this round. And some personal thought to chip in... as we travelled over the island where most call her a paradise... I had a moment of self-reflection. <br />
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I saw uncountable masterpiece on the island and all these, were produced with perfect passion! However, they were not sold at an any much higher price, comparing to some 'masterpieces' that were well recognised, with their creators' name on.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRlHpauksjj7czIy3ExAFLPa7OmnVwrAhXk_hKkwhiglPToAL-P2LC1svwBv2_dYzDgc-n-qxNQSaovllbSZE0xhEGFHdHcFVTY_587pOX6OOgOmHUNPnV_WZPsg7JTQWEmdHo9xjj6i0U/s1600/IMG_1159.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRlHpauksjj7czIy3ExAFLPa7OmnVwrAhXk_hKkwhiglPToAL-P2LC1svwBv2_dYzDgc-n-qxNQSaovllbSZE0xhEGFHdHcFVTY_587pOX6OOgOmHUNPnV_WZPsg7JTQWEmdHo9xjj6i0U/s320/IMG_1159.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623259461760595122" /></a> Was it mainly because there were mass production although each of them were supposed to be unique in their own way, that the value were ceased? Many did mentioned that art is priceless! When it comes to places like Indonesia where many beautiful artwork produced, the people behind these were forgotten... at most of the time. I find myself to be one of the many who behaved the same. At this particular moment, I learn that at most time, I've been complacent too. I complained and judged, but I sometimes forgotten to reflect it on my own. It's good to have a moment of self reflection... indeed. <br />
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People behind these art shall deserve a good respect from me... if not us. I learn to appreciate every single tiny thing I encounter, once more... Thank you, Bali ^.^yingsimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496638572054275807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2383792850951428087.post-476144348097426792011-06-24T07:00:00.000-07:002011-06-28T06:17:13.324-07:00Day 2 in Bali<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh4IKZ4Lk-KnMF08qOkn9U_Oqwlzqdb4fPjnPD91HdsP72c36AYP7Jgpnlpxtg7jS1c2S566Oki8btoYymmu-79E73vptiikKS7dfCB63wY4BnQod4Ay-8zjCfw6qAlb3tOS16A5TdUadC/s1600/IMG_1105.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh4IKZ4Lk-KnMF08qOkn9U_Oqwlzqdb4fPjnPD91HdsP72c36AYP7Jgpnlpxtg7jS1c2S566Oki8btoYymmu-79E73vptiikKS7dfCB63wY4BnQod4Ay-8zjCfw6qAlb3tOS16A5TdUadC/s320/IMG_1105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621786936814052194" /></a> <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhplUCNvKKeRSd4yHg6w5tNlWzKQXePoty8M51yvkeaHMOsMb6DdqfDhf6rspETJorw1vH_ejHvksKOKyf3pxTUxoKtxnO62ylU1bJfkYlGN1U8a27k0vZ3CHEBBVhVqbGgANzBKPZEWALU/s1600/IMG_1091.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhplUCNvKKeRSd4yHg6w5tNlWzKQXePoty8M51yvkeaHMOsMb6DdqfDhf6rspETJorw1vH_ejHvksKOKyf3pxTUxoKtxnO62ylU1bJfkYlGN1U8a27k0vZ3CHEBBVhVqbGgANzBKPZEWALU/s320/IMG_1091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621786924750957266" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVCEHPr7-CDSgXU2LoAfPvFVqoO4lfSvlxfyHdJmk1oLF0cQIJfWfkmJ9c4FJAbeRleX3m0qxgbo6cYwzdSpo4qFuYCjgn3DaNEiPhzgtG2xkEYVXZfghd-yNihwKgrWegE2FUAYdIIgeQ/s1600/IMG_0865.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVCEHPr7-CDSgXU2LoAfPvFVqoO4lfSvlxfyHdJmk1oLF0cQIJfWfkmJ9c4FJAbeRleX3m0qxgbo6cYwzdSpo4qFuYCjgn3DaNEiPhzgtG2xkEYVXZfghd-yNihwKgrWegE2FUAYdIIgeQ/s320/IMG_0865.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621786922070546722" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZCIJtTPR6PVTvl81GEJJbjkQEC1V5xbyfK8R2iQzzHHw93Hs4EFaG6dTtoupaX86PT6qR4j2VxN397LpUYTrBxAuSXlabRDKm2B2OA1aGoUogyIUeQqAm3VtDpXqpYsCrXaNBCKAC3aip/s1600/IMG_0768.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZCIJtTPR6PVTvl81GEJJbjkQEC1V5xbyfK8R2iQzzHHw93Hs4EFaG6dTtoupaX86PT6qR4j2VxN397LpUYTrBxAuSXlabRDKm2B2OA1aGoUogyIUeQqAm3VtDpXqpYsCrXaNBCKAC3aip/s320/IMG_0768.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621786916181492962" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3CuTwQtXDfZMxcCCEWw-dpycMKsfplkujspssbWrLtleZphwRA3zehTqszJNFDx81DZ6cysw1hz_322QV6Cep6j-DS0c0jNNJwXSeT29j1QgqKzg0rIGDgrUHXCrCVANRX9vzuasUhqEb/s1600/IMG_0738.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 171px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3CuTwQtXDfZMxcCCEWw-dpycMKsfplkujspssbWrLtleZphwRA3zehTqszJNFDx81DZ6cysw1hz_322QV6Cep6j-DS0c0jNNJwXSeT29j1QgqKzg0rIGDgrUHXCrCVANRX9vzuasUhqEb/s320/IMG_0738.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621786919567730482" /></a>Day 2 in Bali. Apparently, 2 hours after updating the post of Day 1, we were awoke again for the very great morning! Three hours of driving from Kuta to Lovina, northern of Bali for... Dolphins and sunrise! That three hours just happened to be our sleeping time in the car all the way throughout the bumpy roads. Seriously, if we were to be sold to somewhere else, I guess we wouldn't have know it for we were sleeping like a baby.<br /><br />When we were there, and here we come! The sunrise, the dolphins! I recalled that we used to be taught on the right word to describe a group of dolphins... now, dear teacher, I can make a very good use of the word for the very first time. I saw many schools of dolphins! Oops, did I use the word in the right way? I really can't say that I saw a school of dolphins for we really saw many dolphins everywhere this morning! On the surface of the sea water and right beneath our boats as well. It was great!<br /><br />What more after the sunrise and dolphins? Breakfast of course! Simple yet filling American Breakfast and English Breakfast. By the way, the orange juice we had was rather salty. One, we asked for orange juice without sugar. Two, we suspected that it was salty due to the water source which could be from the sea ^.^ We don't know for we didn't ask.<br /><br />Next, we headed to Kintamani for the volcano mountain view. Simply good ^.^ And... before that, this morning from 5.30am onwards till noon about 2.00pm, I was still walking on my barefoot! Haha... ooh well.. that's an insane thing to do. When we visited the garden where we can get Luak Coffee, the walking paths were filled with sharp tiny stones everywhere. Phews... sweat! ^.^<br /><br />Finally after that, I manage to get a new pair of slippers. Finally... <br /><br />Next thing, we were in Ubud and had our lunch. I was having my own share of lunch at Bumbu Bali while my companions were trying out the Babi Guling dishes next door. Ain't too sure how it tasted, again, but the outlet was incredibly crowded!~ As for my side, simple and nice vegetarian dish with jackfruit and tempe. That dish was really good and... I'm missing it now. <br /><br />After the lunch, there goes our whole evening! Shopping! Lots of thing to be packed now. So, guess I shall keep things posted tomorrow evening (if there is wifi available in the hotel we are going to check in tomorrow). Else, let's catch up later when all of use are back in Malaysia ^.^ Ooh by the way, it's another adventure tomorrow! Water rafting! ^.^<br /><br />P/s: Monkeys are all over my sane mind now... goSh... ^.^yingsimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496638572054275807noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2383792850951428087.post-51347551203122308902011-06-23T09:31:00.000-07:002011-06-24T04:43:56.081-07:00Day 1 in Bali<p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Georgia', 'serif';">Right, we've touched down in Bali! Our first day and we were greeted by a great local tour, Casena. Apparently, some of us missed his name and called him Caseno accidentally ^.^</span></p><br /><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Georgia', 'serif';"><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></span></p><span style="font-family:'Georgia', 'serif';"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiev4KWvzzRKivsHxdT0gIDFaC44OzZPGWWNL0zIpNe2DQgFrvjG45_lomzWFArvpfqkj4bPFWF1tnUg1rBdl0htA7-tIQ9-oACjAXggIxtBZaAfFdyFG2tvmvRBxV84NgjuzBadaExVDt8/s1600/IMG_0597.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 171px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621457391826432690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiev4KWvzzRKivsHxdT0gIDFaC44OzZPGWWNL0zIpNe2DQgFrvjG45_lomzWFArvpfqkj4bPFWF1tnUg1rBdl0htA7-tIQ9-oACjAXggIxtBZaAfFdyFG2tvmvRBxV84NgjuzBadaExVDt8/s320/IMG_0597.JPG" /></a>Now, for day 1, we checked in to Almaris Hotel in Legian. It's a decent and new hotel, this is the 6th month of its operation, as what Casena told us. Well, this round, as usual, wasn't completely planned on what, where and when! But, everything turns out perfectly good up to now.<o:p></o:p></span><br /><br /><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Georgia', 'serif';"><o:p></o:p></span></p><span style="font-family:'Georgia', 'serif';"> After checking in, we headed to Padang Padang beach where the movie 'Eat, Pray, Love' has taken its shot here. This was the place where Julia Roberts was seen having a great party night on the paradise island. Basically, those huts we saw in the movie were built mainly for the movie. After the shooting, everything was taken off. Thus, they are not available there anymore.</span><br /><br />However, many people are heading to this very beach which had appeared on the cinema screens many months before this. I guess about 95% of the visitors are foreigners, including ourselves. Except that we weren't there with our bikinis but about 90% were there with their bikinis and sun bathing. Ooh yes, many were doing the surfing there as well. How I wish I am doing that too!<br /><br /><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6rZckedWnZ-SVccXyVXhDaZxYRioimQtgRB3cYh9dSlLK0Hb-uKBEGs6_l2i7BbbGziOkRS6dkB4VX0_7Qu2XlkJ69owa_p2qGUHvPZC3TgLX54yRXhCEmEY0mUE4kL2PYQicHqiDXKvA/s1600/IMG_0627.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621460349532669234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6rZckedWnZ-SVccXyVXhDaZxYRioimQtgRB3cYh9dSlLK0Hb-uKBEGs6_l2i7BbbGziOkRS6dkB4VX0_7Qu2XlkJ69owa_p2qGUHvPZC3TgLX54yRXhCEmEY0mUE4kL2PYQicHqiDXKvA/s320/IMG_0627.JPG" /></a>Next, we headed to Pura Uluwatu from there. Here, we grabbed a quick snack food, the local satay! It's made of pork. Well, it contains the pork and liver as well. Don't ask me how it tastes, if you have ever had a meal with me, you know that I can't have meat in my mouth ^.^ But I saw everyone was enjoying the food ^.^ So, it must be good.</p><br /><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal">And there we go, entering the temple area! No shorts, but cloth was provided to cover all those who were in shorts or hot pants. This place was filled with monkeys. No intention to feed any of the monkeys, but I must admit, they are much alike a human, they have naturally gelled hairstyle! Phew! Cool! </p><br />Before we entered, we were warned that no earings, no necklace, simply, no anything to enter this area. Yes, we were warned! It offers a wonderful sunset view over the cliffs... but what do you know next? One of the many handsome monkeys hugged my leg, and my natural reaction was to kick the monkey away, and the next thing... when I lifted my leg, the monkey pulled off my slipper! Argh!! Now, I don't get the slipper back anymore. So, I decided to leave the other side of my slipper there. Tips here, no shining, shimmering, fancy stuffs to enter this area! Don't put yourself at risk! Eew... why would a monkey hug me? "-_- For the sake of the shining deco on my slippers! Good job! Now I really fall in love with the monkeys... And so, I was walking on bare foot from 6pm to 11pm today ^.^<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWfrbjmf13Kcz4JA3M92Qww2CtxiPIXSKGbS5Sj2cEVWc2wjNqEtzEVTcLe6o-psBLlvPo1K5C9TTQaJz1K6DZsyYPzyXrTQ2va1t77e7p5oDOH005TLM6Iq19pKSmpEs40WpxPF0bhVav/s1600/IMG_0629.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621461850228998546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWfrbjmf13Kcz4JA3M92Qww2CtxiPIXSKGbS5Sj2cEVWc2wjNqEtzEVTcLe6o-psBLlvPo1K5C9TTQaJz1K6DZsyYPzyXrTQ2va1t77e7p5oDOH005TLM6Iq19pKSmpEs40WpxPF0bhVav/s320/IMG_0629.JPG" /></a> Before we leave the place, we saw another monkey catching a toad and played with it. How? The monkey actually squeezed the toad and pulled its leg! We thought the monkey was trying to tear the toad into parts.. but it wasn't. Casena was telling us that the monkey was playing with the toad. Indeed, when the monkey let the toad go, the toad stayed there and not moving anywhere. I was saying, perhaps this is the way that the toad loved to be stretched and massage... well, we must agree that human is not the only living being who enjoyed worldly stuffs these days :P<br /><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"><br />Final destination of day 1, Jimbaran for seafood! Wonderful night view and ambiance for a romantic dinner! I couldn't agree more to this! Ain't cheap but it's a great place for a dinner on the beach with waves and cooling wind, fine sand... simply back to nature ^.^ </p><br /><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal">Alright, I guess I could have written more. But, will just have to put a stop at the moment. Will have to wake up in about 2 hours for a long journey on dolphin watching activity tomorrow morning. Cheers friends ^.^ </p>yingsimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496638572054275807noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2383792850951428087.post-85386663721246989312010-10-17T08:31:00.000-07:002010-10-17T08:45:36.629-07:00Brand new week and coming brand new year!~Dear XXXXX,<br /><br />To whoever it is. We have touched down to the 10th month of the year 2010 and it seems that time really passes fast. No one can really predict what will happen next. Right, you may say GOD could predicts. In fact, GOD does not predict, GOD plans!<br /><br />At current moment, we really do need to appreciate rather than holding grudge. At times, I thought I'm rational enough to control my emotion. But it isn't. I allow my emotion to control me instead. This is not the right thing to do. Yet, I allow it to. Merely because I didn't want to think too much. Until someone stood up to me and tell me, "Hey, Fiona, are you out of your mind?!"<br /><br />And there goes my answer, "Why?"<br /><br />It's a neverending process if we would prefer to take grudge on people. In fact, Buddha, the great teacher taught us to not clinging to any uncertainty happening or things. The Lord Jesus, or the Great Allah told us to be rational and understanding the living's right. Everything happens for a reason.<br /><br />So do you and me. We are here for a reason. If we do not know it today, we shall know it the next second for we must be here for a cause and an effect. In Buddhism term, it's called 'karma'.<br /><br />Whatever term it is, it is actually referring to the same thing. Remember a story by a Zen master?<br /><br />Let's recall right now.<br /><br />Situation: Gentleman A, B and C are looking onto a cup of tea.<br /><br />Gentlemen A, B and C: Wow... this drink is really good... not tastless like a glass of plain water. Yet, not harmful like other sugar-added drinks!<br /><br />Gentleman A: This is actually 'cha' (in Chinese)<br />Gentleman B: No-no, this is 'teh' (in Malay)<br />Gentleman C: Both of you are wrong. This is actually the 'tea' (in English)<br /><br />And so, the Master Zen who observed the whole incident voiced out:<br /><br />Gentlemen, please cool down. All of you are right. Be it 'cha', 'teh' or 'tea' or anything else... aren't we referring to the same thing? Why do we have to argue over a thing we know it's the same... just that the names are different.<br /><br />It is really mind opening. We always quarrel or argue over a minor thing on who's right or wrong. But when it comes to the conclusion, we are actually referring to the same thing whereby it's only the words we use to describe it is different. At the end of the day, it function exactly the same. Why don't we stop arguing and focus on the productivity?<br /><br />After all, the human race mentioned that human race will never learn from HISTORY. We are only REPEATING IT! That's not the reality. Rather than misunderstanding others, why don't we put aside the 'misunderstanding' and start 'UNDERSTANDING' each other instead?yingsimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496638572054275807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2383792850951428087.post-28668542345622495592010-09-11T20:41:00.000-07:002010-09-11T20:52:21.313-07:00Is it still a contradiction?Looking into this, are we living on behalf of others perspective or on behalf of our own?<br /><br />Try to think about it... when someone is telling us, "You don't look good in that outfit", from a stranger, how would you react?<br /><br />i. I care so much over what I heard and make an immediate improvement over it, looking forward for a positive comment from anyone<br /><br />ii. I didn't even consider that a matter and go on with my day<br /><br />iii. Or simply, "Hey you, what has it got to do with you?"<br /><br />Perhaps that's the same thing that happens to us most of the time. When our friends are claiming that we are amazing, silly, nerd etc... it's still up to us on how would we like to react. Now that human should realise that every individual is unique and there it no 100% match of similarity, not even identical twins.<br /><br />We have our rights to comment at most time but seriously, we do not expect it to actually change another's world, completely. Up to this day, there are still part of the human nation who would favour the 'superiority' over their status by getting control over somebody else's life. It is true... this happen at most of the time, without one realising it, at all.yingsimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496638572054275807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2383792850951428087.post-58208964132443446162009-12-31T17:52:00.000-08:002009-12-31T18:10:47.034-08:00Not a typical year end, but an amazing one!Right... it was't a typical way to end the year of 2009! The moment when everyone else was busy to secure themselves a place for countdown, I was somehow still driving my car from Kuala Terengganu back to Kuantan... Departed from 9.00pm <span style="color:#000000;">and voilà</span><span style="color:#000000;">, was back</span> at home right at 00:00:00 of 01.01.2010!<br /><br />The first thing I did in 01.01.2010 was to was my dearie car... been working real hard for several days...<br /><br />So, I shall declare that I've completed my year 2009 with yet another new experience... having spent up to 16 hours of time in a cold room of the temperature in between -18°C to -22°C... between frozen food and hardened ice-cream... phew! One of the new exploration before the year end... great!~ Somehow, felt my fingers hardened and turned real red when I was in the ice-cream cold room... anyway, was grateful that we also have supportive colleague to help out with our mission - stock check! Haha... without them, I think many of us would have fainted right in front of the cold room... freezing cold!~ As well as the supportive team to make things happen... we are looking forward for up to 99.9% of stock accuracy in this year! ^^yingsimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496638572054275807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2383792850951428087.post-18240851571198087042009-11-24T05:55:00.000-08:002009-11-24T06:43:32.735-08:00Amani<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;">"Amani, nakupenda nakupenda wewe, tunataka wewe"</span></strong><br />-Peace, I love you, I love you, you, we want you, you-<br /><span style="font-size:78%;">quoted from </span><a href="http://forum.wordreference.com/showthread.php?t=501705"><span style="font-size:78%;">http://forum.wordreference.com/showthread.php?t=501705</span></a><br /><br />The news had just reported on yet another gun shooting incident in Africa causing an eight-year-old child to have lost his clarity in speech, to have to breathe without a nose, and unability to lead a normal life where every child deserved to.<br /><br />What did the history teach us human nation? Haven't we realise what life is all about? I told myself not to make comparison from one to another because every life is unique and everyone has their own destiny.<br /><br />But all that have come to my six senses (touch, see, smell, taste, listen and FEEL) are telling me, I am so lucky... for I do not fight for food, I do not steal to feed, I do not hide for safety, and most importantly, I do not struggle to live.<br /><br />What makes me wonder right now, when someone on the earth is actually fighting for food, stealing to feed, hiding for safety and struggling to live... I see many who are fighting NOT TO EAT (finishing own portion of food served) for wanting a fabulous shape, stealing NOT TO FEED but to satisfy the wilderness within self, hiding NOT FOR SAFETY but to avoid responsibility and reality, and most importantly, struggling NOT TO LIVE but to being above everyone else by hurting or killing.<br /><br />How often do we appreciate PEACE or should I say AMANI?<br /><br />At certain time, I may recall some incidents reported in media and start questioning "what if it happens to me?" Will I actually be as strong as I think I would? As calm as I think I could?<br /><br />Nevertheless, several people from the hall of fame has succeeded into delivering important message to the human nation. One of the must be the late Michael Jackson. Regardless what people may be thinking of about him, one thing I can be sure of, he showed the world how important it is to start proctecting our mother nature... our future generations' future. Anyone get to recall the 'Earth Song'? Or the MTV shown? No? How about 'Heal the World'?<br /><br />Next would be the late Wong Ka Kui, a member of a famous band named Beyond. Apparently, I learnt the word AMANI from one of the songs.<br /><br />Like it or not, each and everyone of us are definitely connected in one way or more. When one is hurt in any way, it will definitely be felt by another in some other way.<br /><br />At this moment, you may feel great for taking a revenge on a person you hated. But do you realise that you may be the person who feel sorry in return? I happen to learn about this, HATE's best friend will always be GRIEVE.<br /><br />Some may say it hard, and some may even say it impossible, but why don't we try? There's no harm trying... after all, there's something hidden in the word impossible... if we want to... we could have read it as I'M POSSIBLE.yingsimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04496638572054275807noreply@blogger.com2