YWednesday, November 18, 2009Y
[I] have been super busy with the preparation of the NE.mation 4 that i seriously didn't have the time to blog...I really miss blogging
[M]any things have happened recently...people are killing themselves, people ACCIDENTALLY killed themselves...it is pretty upsetting to see people who can't see the big picture when things go wrong.
1) Was i the cause of all this "bad karma"
2) Since i have make a big mistake, am I am able to work hard to fix it
3) If I really can't fix it on my own, can I look for help?
[S]ee...if you think big, you get positive thinking!!!
shall update our NYP set-up picture end of the week...see you all folks ~mauck~
Ybrain updated by piggy at 9:08 AMY
YMonday, August 31, 2009Y
A man went to a barbershop
To have his hair cut and his beard trimmed.
As the barber began to work,
They began to have a good conversation...
They talked about so many things and various subjects.
When they eventually touched on the subject of God,
The barber said, 'I don't believe that God exists.'
'Why do you say that?' asked the customer.
'Well,' reply the barber, 'you just have to go out in the street
To realize that God doesn't exist.'
Tell me, if God exists,
Would there be so many sick people?
Would there be abandoned children? If God existed,
There would be neither suffering nor pain.
I can't imagine a loving God Who would allow all of these things.'
The customer thought for a moment,
But didn't respond because he didn't want to start an argument...
The barber finished his job
And the customer left the shop.
Just after he left the barbershop,
He saw a man in the street with long, stringy,
Dirty hair and an untrimmed beard.
He looked dirty and unkempt...
The customer turned back and entered the barber shop again
And he said to the barber,
'You know what? Barbers do not exist.'
'How can you say that?' Asked the surprised barber.
'I am here, and I am a barber...
And I just worked on you!'
'No!' the customer exclaimed...
'Barbers don't exist because if they did,
There would be no people with dirty long hair
And untrimmed beards, like that man outside.'
'Ah, but barbers DO exist!
That's what happens when people do not come to me.'
'Exactly!' affirmed the customer.
'That's the point! God, too, DOES exist!
That's what happens when people
Do not go to Him and don't look to Him for help.
That's why there's so much pain
And suffering in the world.'
Ybrain updated by piggy at 9:22 AMY
YFriday, July 10, 2009Y
A very touching story...I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed my college degree.
The last class I had to take was Sociology.
The teacher was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish every human being had been graced with.
Her last project of the term was called, 'Smile.'
The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and document their reactions.
I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello anyway. So, I thought this would be a piece of cake, literally. Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son, and I went out to McDonald's one crisp March morning...It was just our way of sharing special playtime with our son. We were standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away, and then even my husband did. I did not move an inch ... an overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I turned to see why they had moved. As I turned around I smelled a horrible 'dirty body' smell, and there standing behind me were two poor homeless men. As I looked down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was 'smiling'. His beautiful sky blue eyes were full of God's Light as he searched for acceptance. He said, 'Good day' as he counted the few coins he had been clutching. The second man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I realized the second man was mentally challenged and the blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation. I held my tears as I stood there with them. The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted. He said, 'Coffee is all Miss' because that was all they could afford. (If they wanted to sit in the restaurant and warm up, they had to buy something. He just wanted to be warm).Then I really felt it - the compulsion was so great I almost reached out and embraced the little man with the blue eyes. That is when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging my every action. I smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give me two more breakfast meals on a separate tray. I then walked around the corner to the table that the men had chosen as a resting spot. I put the tray on the table and laid my hand on the blue-eyed gentleman's cold hand. He looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and said, 'Thank you.' I leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, 'I did not do this for you. God is here working through me to give you hope.' I started to cry as I walked away to join my husband and son. When I sat down my husband smiled at me and said, 'That is why God gave you to me, Honey, to give me; hope...' We held hands for a moment and at that time, we knew that only because of the Grace that we had been given were we able to give.We are not church goers, but we are believers. That day showed me the pure Light of God's sweet love.I returned to college, on the last evening of class, with this story in hand. I turned in 'my project' and the instructor read it. Then she looked up at me and said, 'Can I share this?' I slowly nodded as she got the attention of the class. She began to read and that is when I knew that we as human beings and being part of God share this need to heal people and to be healed. In my own way I had touched the people at McDonald's, my son, the instructor, and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night I spent as a college student. I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn:
UNCONDITIONAL LOVE
Much love and compassion is sent to each and every person who may read this and learn how to
LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS
NOT LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE.
Ybrain updated by piggy at 10:52 AMY
YWednesday, June 24, 2009Y
[W]hat do you do if you love the job you have? You love the job scope, the enivornment, the bosses and even the location. Everything is perfect that you wouldn't mind working there all your life until you get old and have a million kids running around you. You smile after a tiring yet fruitful day. You never have to drag yourself up every morning to go to work and even if you have to work early or do Overtime, you're still happy?
What will you do? You'll stay on in the company right?
[N]ow let's add a few disadvantage to the all-too-good-to-be-true picture from above. The above stays ALMOST the same. The difference is that the people whom you work with, also known as your colleagues, are always having fun, talking and joking with each other. You try to fit in and have conversations with them but they are either not interested or the topic is boring and dry(work lah, what you doing after work lah etc...). However, they seem to laugh about everything and can have a simple yet fun conversation over oat breakfast or stuff like that. When they want to get breakfast from the coffee shop, everyone wants and can tag along but when you want to go, the excuse is that too many people go, bosses not happy. You realise that every time they talk, you are always quiet. Lunch is eaten with absolute silence for you and you only. This has made you drag feet to work, leave office when the clock strikes 6pm and look forward to teaching kids only so that you can break your own silence. You wonder what problems lies with you. You blame yourself and pull your self-esteem with it. You no longer know who you are because you are so lowly that to speak is a crime or just to make a fool out of yourself...
What will you do now? Will you leave or will you stay?
Ybrain updated by piggy at 11:02 AMY
YTuesday, June 23, 2009Y
He asked me a question last night...
And I could not answer him...
"Why are you still holding on to this relationship?"
I kept quiet, I fake quietness...
But inside, deep inside, it hurts
Is it because I still love him?
Or is it because I'm afraid to let go.
Maybe I do not wish to be lonely,
Because I am lonely everywhere I go
Home, work, church...
Home, the place of love and warmth.
But all I hear is the screams of anger,
The tone of dissatisfaction, discontentment
Orders of a army camp within four walls
The only love is when money is shown
Work, a place where money comes
The joy of children's laughters and smiles
Yet the people whom you call colleagues or friends,
Are always having fun and talking to each other!
Yet you wonder why your always so quiet.
Church, the holy of holy place
Where God is the center of our lives
Yet the gossips and judgements never ends
And the christ-like are nothing but mask
Where can you find a true face of love
I wonder in my sleep
I wonder in my journey
I wonder in my thoughts
I wonder in my readings
Is my existence a pain to others and me
Death is all that surrounds me
Death is all I'm looking forward
Death is the day when I sleep
And all the sadness will be gone
But will anyone be there at my death...
Ybrain updated by piggy at 9:54 AMY
YMonday, June 22, 2009Y
[T]here so many sadness and I want to share it with him…my problems at home, my problems at work, my problems at church…but I can’t share it with him because every problem I tell him, makes him dislike them even more…
[I]'m so sad inside…having him is like no longer having him…I don’t feel like marrying him anymore…how can I be with someone whom I can’t share my joy and sufferings…
[I]'m keeping my distance from him…I won’t talk with him, I won’t go out with him…I don’t even want to celebrate my birthday with him…It’s like I don’t even know him anymore…after what happened last Monday…it seems I can never tell him how I feel anymore, what is on my mind or what I am doing…
[E]verything that is important to him I have to accept...but all the things that are important to me he does not like and if I ask him to accept, I am forcing him...
[L]osing all my dignity for him, becoming his pet...agreeing to everything he says and keeping quiet when his angry...his temper and anger is getting more frequent...and I am not allowed to be sad or angry or show my anger...I am just like a pig in the cage ready to get slaughter anytime now...I just some strength to stand up on my own two feet and run away from him...
Is there anymore love between us?
Ybrain updated by piggy at 11:25 AMY
YFriday, June 12, 2009Y
[I]s it too dependent... Is it insecurity... Is it fear of loneliness... Is it the lost of self... Or is it just some selfish reasons???
Ybrain updated by piggy at 11:40 AMY
YTuesday, June 09, 2009Y
[F]inally got braces...
Ybrain updated by piggy at 10:26 AMY
YSunday, May 31, 2009Y
[H]ad a lot to catch up with....*sigh*....
[D]riving lessons are driving crazy...I got so nervous during
pre-test that i could not park, forgot about safety checks, mount kerbs, roll down the slopes and all kinds of stupid mistakes...how to go for
TP like this....argh..............but driving auto is so much easier....damn....
[M]
et up with
sarah the other day for dinner and shopping...ended up with shopping and dinner...We couldn't stop laughing when we found out we were wearing the
exact same bra at the
exact same day...*laughs*...the irony of it!!!
[I] didn't make it for Amanda's farewell dinner...my legs
aren't talking no more...went straight home for a long long sleep...even missed out on
camelia's run...sorry people...I was just too tired...
[P]
entecost went well...I was just happy that
Zhi Xian came...Love you for it so so so so much...
[M]
eeting up with 1J later at
sentosa...haven seen the sun for a really long time...but not as long as seeing my good old
frenz again...it will be great to see who has changed into what...at least i know I've put on lots of weight...haha...post back later...
Ybrain updated by piggy at 8:34 AMY
YWednesday, April 29, 2009Y
[T]his song best describe my feelings to you right now...
If only you knew how much I love you
How much I never want to let you go
This pain in me is unbearable...it hurts so much...I am lost and confused...
If only you were there to show me the way & comfort me like you always do...
Janice - Never Let You GO
The rain just never seems to bring
The joy I feel the same.
Everlasting pain of my loss remains.
My heart can’t seem to learn to part
The hold you left you mark.
All that I dreamed of now it seems so stark.
Though I told myself won’t hold my breath
a part of me was dying.
There is nothing left for me to do now.
But give in.
If you gave me one chance to tell you how I was feeling.
I would sing to you and tell you I won’t
Live my life without you.
If you gave me one chance to tell you how I was feeling.
I would hold your hand and look in your eyes.
And you know I’d never let you go.
The way you left me on the train.
I don’t know what to say.
I remember everything of that day
I can’t believe we’d never dance
I just need one more chance
To share the sunset our one last romance
Though I told myself won’t hold my breath
a part of me was dying.
There is nothing left for me to do now.
But give in.
If you gave me one chance to tell you how I was feeling.
I would sing to you and tell you I won’t
Live my life without you.
If you gave me one chance to tell you how I was feeling.
I would hold your hand and look in your eyes.
And you know I’d never let you go.
If you gave me one chance to tell you how I was feeling.
I would sing to you and tell you I won’t
Live my life without you.
If you gave me one chance to tell you how I was feeling.
I would hold your hand and look in your eyes.
And you know I’d never let you go.
Ybrain updated by piggy at 10:36 AMY
