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Father's love
POSTED AT 03:11 AM

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Father's love. It is an inescapable fact that the love of father is very important to everyone. The power of a father's love is much more stronger than any other love, even the love of mothers. The father's love does not only shows attention, but it shows respect, acknowledgement, and trust beyond anything any of us could possibly have ever received.

It is sad to know that more and more fathers have abandon their children in the name of work. Sometimes, they abandon their children for their own happiness. I might not know the pain, but the thought of is aches my heart. Most of the time, everyone struggle hard to please that one person in our life - our father, but it has never availed.

I do get scoldings sometimes, if not often, for things that I didn't do and for things that I did. Never once have I not gotten angry at those words. The remarks - piercing. The pain is hard to bear during those minutes that could seem to be hours of scoldings. It pierced through hearts and cut it right open better than any swords, to know that my own father says such to me, when no one else does.

I can possibly say that getting scolding from bosses could never amount to scoldings from fathers.

Sometimes I try to see it from my father's perspectives. Maybe I really did something wrong and it was not the right thing to do when my father expects better from me. Maybe he was stressed up with work and I just added on to it. Maybe just maybe, he love me. But the situation and words that came out was never in line with what i perceived. It was harsh.Nevertheless, I know its painful. I know how hurting it was and still is. But sometimes I wonder,

"What if, one day I could stand next to my father and have his arms around me, hugging me tightly while looking over the horizon by the port and sharing about things we have never shared. Then he looked me real deep in my eyes and tell me, 'I am proud of you as my son. I love you.'"

How many of us have ever had our father hug us so tightly and look us in the eye and said: "I am proud of you as my son/daughter and I love you."



Sometimes, being carried in his arms like this is more than enough isn't it?

Gummi Bear Chronicles
POSTED AT 02:46 AM

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Such is life. Sometimes we cry alone. Sometimes we share it. Most of the time the person closest to us is ourselves. The mirror reflects us, but is that really us. Could it be what we see in the mirror is fake. It could be. But there's a world where what is, is not. This is the Gummi Bear chronicles.

Gummi Bear Chronicles

This is the tale of four bears, the green gummi, the red gummi, the yellow gummi and the brown gummi. Each have their own uniqueness and qualities that made them different.

Red was envied by all. Pretty. Smells of strawberries. Loved by children, and most of the time, their first choice. 

Green always makes those around him feel relax. Everyone wanted to be his friend. Cool. Makes no noise even he's not the favorite one. 

Yellow has always been bubbly. Cheerful was her strength. Not a second there was sadness when Yellow is around. Everyone loved her. Sweet lemon was her taste.

Brown however was always alone. No one liked him. Even he taste like chocolate no one liked him. Always quite and sat a far off. Wishing he can be like red, green and yellow. 

Everyone wants to be like the red Gummi. Loved by all. But every Gummi started out as white. Colorless. Then brown. Then the colors comes in.

It created differences and all the gummis just wanted to be like by everyone. Brown was having a hard time, feel small as he is. Green didn't care much about how cool red was. He just wanted the attention. Yellow as bubbly as she is, she feels she's never the first choice.

You see, these bears are like us. We are not entirely red, green, yellow or brown. Sometimes, the gummi inside of us, makes us feel we are not adequate enough. But the truth is, all of us are the same. 

Having the same needs. Seeking after the same thing.

Seeking Attention is actually seeking for acknowledgement. Seeking Acknowledgement is actually seeking for importance. Seeking Importance is actually seeking for relationships. Seeking Relationships is actually seeking for love.

Thus, the beginning of the Gummi Bear Chronicles starts here. The ending? It is for us to write. I have not gotten to the end nor the middle of the story.

 

its time for a change isn't it?
POSTED AT 11:03 PM

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It has been long since i was on a blog spree. Don't really have much photos to take because I left my camera back in Penang. Oh well, I really felt like changing blog again because I'm kinda sick of this template, nevertheless its too much of a complication since this blog has been so ... ME . There's even my jester icon. Hehehe.

With all that said and done, I was thinking of moving the direction of my blog. I mean reviewing my past write up, it has been emo, too much words (like now hehehe) and not that much photos. Overall and comparatively sometimes i feel my blog is just so dull. HAH! (sometimes it looks cool also hehehe)

Roughly itemizing my holidays. It has been really cool! Lets begin a whole long reminiscing of the last month. There's no picture included since my camera is currently sitting in my brother's room back in Penang

Kota Kinabalu

The craziest thing started even before the trip even started. I was with my brother, step-cousin (my grandma's step-son's son ), and James. So being clueless and nothing to do on the eve of the trip, we decided to hit the CC for a few round of gaming. Much to our dismay. We realize we hate or got bored of Dota. Twas we played C&C3. Such a "splendid" game to play before StarCraft 2, since the units of Scion is so much similar to Photos - and I mean really similar, parallel-ity.

Then we head home to sleep roughly around 4am I think. Plan flies at 7 :D. What do you expect in such a condition? We still slept in. Woke up around 530. Reach airport at 6. Check in at 615. Flew at 7. *snores throughout the 3 hours flight.*

Touch-Down ... Oh the bags were horrid! There were so many bags that look similar. There was this lady who took our luggage and thought it was her's until she carried it, only to realize it was heavier than her's.

... This feel a bit retro-compelling. I'll just give the summary of food eaten since its much more interesting.

12th
- Char Siew and Fried Pork with Rice (Lunch)
- Seafood (Dinner)
- Yo Yo and bread (Supper)

13th
- Koay Chap (Breakfast)
- KFC (*I know it sounds blatant. But that was the only food then* Lunch)
- BBQ (Lobster, Steak, Lamb, Sushi, Oyster, Big Prawns. Dinner)

14th
- Ngau Chap (Breakfast)
- Chee Cheong Fan (lunch)
- Coffee Beans (Tea)
- *forgot* (Dinner)

15th
- skip breakfast
- Little Italy (Lunch)
- Starbucks
- Buffet (Dinner)

16th. Flew home.

Before. I. Can. Say. Rest. At. Last. Youth. Camp. Came. The. Next. Day

I'll talk about the camp some other time. There's a lot of lesson's to learn. Very very great lessons.

Cheerioz!

It has been 25 days since
POSTED AT 12:52 PM

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Its really aggrevating when you've lost touch of blogging and out of the sudden you see everyone else's blog shows picture of huge crabs that he can't even finish by himself and had to share with four. .

Okay, enough of the big crab. So as my title says it: It has been 25 days since - I updated my blog. It seems so dead and so post-exam syndrom now. And I just realized yesterday that Poh Sim is on my side of the beach. Darn.

So which part of the world have I dissappeared to. HARVARD!!! Yeah Harvard. Sorry I don't really have the photos but it was really really a great trip there. Lots of stuff happened, and I mean really cool stuff.

Well there was this some sort of a human version of tower defence with water ballons and strings to slow you down. It was cool. It was wet. It was overly too much screaming.

Well it has been a long time since I had so much fun. It just RAWKS!!!

WHEEEEEE... I finally compiled my TFK - The Flame in All of Us into a CD! WOOT!!!!

and i'm out of topic to talk about.

Anyways, JAN finally you're back! SUE LYNN!!! You are one hard girl to catch up to. Old peeps.

Oh ya one more important thing.

December is ... my most jam pack month. Enough with celebrating Christmas, I had to celebrate 15 people's birthday.

and the worst time is from 25th to 31st.

25th - Jim
26th - Jeremy
27th - Benjamin
28th - Timothy
29th - LIM HUI JEN
30th - Yan-Y, James, Emily Tam
31st ... I'm not sure but there's surely someone.

oh btw, Jeremy, Timothy and Benjamin ... are brothers. How cool.

OH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now I know what to update.

I lost my phone. Either to the ocean or to someone. Darn who would one a 3310. I just don't understand. Sigh. There goes my thief killing phone. Sigh.

Anyway, my number is still the same and I'm going out later to retrieve back my number. HEHEHE!

Body ouch!
POSTED AT 11:34 AM

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walking alone in pain
the agony of tears and cramps
venture a wanderer
pressed on all sides of his weary soul

the night glooms
owls cries with hoot
delicacy of joy untroden
fingers ache with every pressing

chest breathes and ache
thigh crossed - ache
arms swinging it ache
throbbing mind lingers on

here is my plea
crying in agony
of muscle aches
because of basketball.


Reading: Social and Business Communication
Listening to: Wish you well - TFK
Watching: Blades of Glory
Feeling: sleepy