07 June 2010
Full Circle
This couple of months have brought the start of never-ending changes to my life. New life, new plans, new decisions, new schedules, new goals, new loves, more laughters , more joys, more smiles, more heartaches, more concerns...etc. But these changes have not change who I am, I am who I am and that fact will never change. What changes is the amount of effort I put into the new different things that came into my life and how my time is being shared among other people and things. But these changes have brought me joy and laughters. My best friend, Ming, told me that I have come to a full circle and I totally agree so, I came back to the same person after the passing of time, going around the world and leaving footprints on different continents. But did she realize that she has come a full circle too? Back to someone whom she has always known, someone who has always been there, maybe it was fate, fate that has been knitting their threads of destiny, leading them back to one another and tying them together once more. My wish lies in the hope of the never-ending circles of our lives, the circle of bonds that will never break... =)
19 May 2010
An Update...
Woah, it has been ages since I updated the blog, sincerely apologize to friends and family who do visit my blog time to time, so this post is an update to my recent creations! I have been having loads of D.E.L.I.C.I.O.U.S food for the last 2 months and it is impossible to list them out unfortunately, but the last 2 months have been really really great months so please do enjoy the yummy updates. And ...... Congratulations to my friend, Sabrina, for becoming a new mummy, of course, a gorgeous one! I can't wait to see your beautiful son!! =)
Daddy's Birthday meal!
Will be updating more often, that's it for now! Cheers!
30 March 2010
i've made my choice
after weeks of thinking, i have finally made up my choice to finish what i started, it is just another year, i am sure i can make through it and in fact, make good use of it! i have just completed my jodi picoult book and now i am on her next book. i love reading her books, but am embarrassed to admit that there are some words that i came across and not knowing what they meant. so what i usually do is circle words that i need to check up the dictionary and underline words that i am not too sure of the pronunciation, in another words... okay, my english is not that good but it's not that bad either.
there was once i made a joke out of myself by pronouncing the word "satisfied" as "sextisfied", my brother and sis-in-law had a huge laugh about it and i never ever forget how important it is to pronounce a word correctly thus all the underlining and checking up of dictionary... =)
i hate waiting... for anything... especially for calls, people who say they would call but never did, waiting for messages that never comes, the sound of one's hope crushing seems to get louder with each passing hour, no one should have to bear such disappointment...
i gradually learned... that it is not blood that my parents pass down to me, but courage... the courage to smile when it hurts, the courage to climb back up when i fall, the courage to live on when everything seems to go wrong, the courage to love and be loved...
and i have learned that you could know someone forever and not see what lies beneath his/her exterior... people are not meant to be understood after all...
no matter what, life goes on...
there was once i made a joke out of myself by pronouncing the word "satisfied" as "sextisfied", my brother and sis-in-law had a huge laugh about it and i never ever forget how important it is to pronounce a word correctly thus all the underlining and checking up of dictionary... =)
i hate waiting... for anything... especially for calls, people who say they would call but never did, waiting for messages that never comes, the sound of one's hope crushing seems to get louder with each passing hour, no one should have to bear such disappointment...
i gradually learned... that it is not blood that my parents pass down to me, but courage... the courage to smile when it hurts, the courage to climb back up when i fall, the courage to live on when everything seems to go wrong, the courage to love and be loved...
and i have learned that you could know someone forever and not see what lies beneath his/her exterior... people are not meant to be understood after all...
no matter what, life goes on...
22 March 2010
What would you do?
There are times when you start thinking about a matter and the more you think about it, the more the matter matters or the worse the problem becomes and you simply can't get it out of your mind, so you end up propped up in front of the screen, twenty-four hours on the internet, hoping to find some answers online, hoping that they are the ones you are looking for. That was what happened to me, I was worried about my test after much concern from family and friends... and it really made me scared when I thought "what if" came true.
With the tension building up, it was hard to wait another second, so I called in to the clinic even though I was in United States, as if I was surprise, I was given the silent treatment at the start of the call, even when I told the lady on the line that I was overseas... and to make the matter worse, she told me rudely that the blood test was sent to an external lab which will take around a week to send the results back, right, as if i was suppose to know that. I called in as the nurse who took my blood test told me that it would be back in three to four days time. I can understand that not all the staff at the clinic are trained nurse but is it so hard to find some humanity nowadays, is it so hard to place your self in the shoes of someone who had to take a blood test after an abnormal urine test, the agony of not knowing what oneself is suffering from, a terminal illness, a devastating disease which could easily rocked the boat in her/his calm life. Is is so hard to understand the relief of people when they find out that there are nothing wrong with themselves...
As I stayed awake in San Francisco hotel, I couldn't help but made another search on the symptoms of kidney failure or damage, and the more I read through the pages, the more I am able to match up to the symptoms. I know it seems ridiculous but when you are worried and mentally unable to function soundly, everything seems to be a blur. The protein, the back ache, the waking up in the middle of the night, the increase in frequency... that is like a match of three out of five symptoms, seems like I am on the losing end eh?
Lying in bed in defeat, I thought to myself about the clear day I had in San Francisco, I wasn't in a "Let's have fun and enjoy my day here" mood but neither did I want to stay cooped up in the room. What would I do if I didn't have a chance to be here again? Have a bowl of piping hot clam chowder, crispy and hot calamari and some gigantic crabs! That would be a fabulous idea to take things off my mind... okay, I am trying to convince myself that it is a fabulous idea... at least I am trying.
Then I started thinking, if I was to die soon, there are things to be settled, things to be put in place. I need to draw up a will making sure all my hard-earned money doesn't go to the government! Haha. I need to make sure that my parents are well-looked after, of course, my dear shetland sheepdog too. Things to say to all my friends, there will be so much letters and cards, "words" that are kept in a tightly sealed jar, finally getting to know "freedom of speech" *giggles. Well, to think of it, I should have done all these much earlier not only when it is needed, hmmm, I shall place these on my "must-do"list.
Enjoy this song, pals! Especially you, Joann =)
With the tension building up, it was hard to wait another second, so I called in to the clinic even though I was in United States, as if I was surprise, I was given the silent treatment at the start of the call, even when I told the lady on the line that I was overseas... and to make the matter worse, she told me rudely that the blood test was sent to an external lab which will take around a week to send the results back, right, as if i was suppose to know that. I called in as the nurse who took my blood test told me that it would be back in three to four days time. I can understand that not all the staff at the clinic are trained nurse but is it so hard to find some humanity nowadays, is it so hard to place your self in the shoes of someone who had to take a blood test after an abnormal urine test, the agony of not knowing what oneself is suffering from, a terminal illness, a devastating disease which could easily rocked the boat in her/his calm life. Is is so hard to understand the relief of people when they find out that there are nothing wrong with themselves...
As I stayed awake in San Francisco hotel, I couldn't help but made another search on the symptoms of kidney failure or damage, and the more I read through the pages, the more I am able to match up to the symptoms. I know it seems ridiculous but when you are worried and mentally unable to function soundly, everything seems to be a blur. The protein, the back ache, the waking up in the middle of the night, the increase in frequency... that is like a match of three out of five symptoms, seems like I am on the losing end eh?
Lying in bed in defeat, I thought to myself about the clear day I had in San Francisco, I wasn't in a "Let's have fun and enjoy my day here" mood but neither did I want to stay cooped up in the room. What would I do if I didn't have a chance to be here again? Have a bowl of piping hot clam chowder, crispy and hot calamari and some gigantic crabs! That would be a fabulous idea to take things off my mind... okay, I am trying to convince myself that it is a fabulous idea... at least I am trying.
Then I started thinking, if I was to die soon, there are things to be settled, things to be put in place. I need to draw up a will making sure all my hard-earned money doesn't go to the government! Haha. I need to make sure that my parents are well-looked after, of course, my dear shetland sheepdog too. Things to say to all my friends, there will be so much letters and cards, "words" that are kept in a tightly sealed jar, finally getting to know "freedom of speech" *giggles. Well, to think of it, I should have done all these much earlier not only when it is needed, hmmm, I shall place these on my "must-do"list.
Enjoy this song, pals! Especially you, Joann =)
17 March 2010
a bad week, a good week, that's my life...
last week was bad, i missed my flight, i got caught in the rain, my laptop crashed and there goes all my important files and most of all, all my precious photos that i painstakingly took in each corner of the earth... *sigh* i though nothing could go worse and i was wrong again, i went to the clinic and for some reason, i was asked to take a urine test (yew.. i know...) there were protein and white cells in it, so it seems like i have a problem and the most serious case - kidney failure.
i was shocked but that's the worst case and i haven't had a real test yet, so it's yet to be known and i can only go for the test after my menses. i was worried but now, i am just moving on but my parents are so not moving on... i wanted to bring my mum on the japan trip but this test thingy is bogging her down so i decided that i shall go for the test tomorrow although it's not going to be that accurate but at least, it put our minds on ease. mine too, to be frank.
i had a great week too, hanging our with friends, doing some baking, re-installing my 'new' laptop, bringing my dog for walks... hopefully, i can bring him to the parks soon where he can run freely but not having a car is really a big problem, all the effort in trying to flag a cab down or calling the cab companies trying to persuade them to pick up my dog and i is so frustrating...
and i am at a crossroad, i was offered a 'provisional' post at the job i applied which mean they want me, they want me not.. hahah
well, all these makes our life interesting, don't they?
i was shocked but that's the worst case and i haven't had a real test yet, so it's yet to be known and i can only go for the test after my menses. i was worried but now, i am just moving on but my parents are so not moving on... i wanted to bring my mum on the japan trip but this test thingy is bogging her down so i decided that i shall go for the test tomorrow although it's not going to be that accurate but at least, it put our minds on ease. mine too, to be frank.
i had a great week too, hanging our with friends, doing some baking, re-installing my 'new' laptop, bringing my dog for walks... hopefully, i can bring him to the parks soon where he can run freely but not having a car is really a big problem, all the effort in trying to flag a cab down or calling the cab companies trying to persuade them to pick up my dog and i is so frustrating...
and i am at a crossroad, i was offered a 'provisional' post at the job i applied which mean they want me, they want me not.. hahah
well, all these makes our life interesting, don't they?
09 March 2010
Dear John
Find that familiar? Well, it is how we usually start our letters, especially to someone we care or love. And today, I find myself endeared to the movie I have just watched - Dear John.
It is a simple love story about a soldier who falls in love with a college student whom he got to know by rescuing her bag that had fallen into the ocean. He is a man who does not reveal much about himself, but love changes all. She is a woman who is unafraid to love, to reach out to autistic people. In two weeks, they found love but only to be torn apart by their own commitments, John had to return to the army and Savannah, back to college. Their love is continued by the numerous letters written to one another, through the letters, Savannah learns more about John and his autistic father and the reason why John's father fell in love with collecting coins.
John have to decide between re-enlisting for the army or staying behind with Savannah after the September 11 attacks. Torn between his sense of duty and love of his life, he makes the decision of re-enlisting after Savannah encourages him to do what he thinks is right. As the days passed by, John lives only to read Savannah's letters, gaining strength and hope from them. But loneliness pushed Savannah towards Tim, a man with an autistic child, Alan, whom Savannah had known for a long time. She finally writes a 'Dear John Letter', John receives the letter not knowing who the third party was. Feeling disheartened and frustrated, he burned all the letters from Savannah which were once his source of hope and life. During a mission, John was shot twice and the last person he thought of was his father which he had never been able to connect with. But upon reading the letter that he wrote to his father at his deathbed, they were able to understand and reach out to one another one last time.
John finally finds out who Savannah married, and instead of hating them. He donated the money he got out of selling his father's coin collection to them anonymously, enabling Tim who had cancer to spend his last months with Savannah and his son.
The movie had a simple plot but the chemistry between the two main characters are amazing, it brings you into their world, feeling their joy when they fell in love, the heartache of parting, their happiness of seeing one another again at the very end and feelings behind "I will see you soon...". It is one great love story...
It is a simple love story about a soldier who falls in love with a college student whom he got to know by rescuing her bag that had fallen into the ocean. He is a man who does not reveal much about himself, but love changes all. She is a woman who is unafraid to love, to reach out to autistic people. In two weeks, they found love but only to be torn apart by their own commitments, John had to return to the army and Savannah, back to college. Their love is continued by the numerous letters written to one another, through the letters, Savannah learns more about John and his autistic father and the reason why John's father fell in love with collecting coins.
John have to decide between re-enlisting for the army or staying behind with Savannah after the September 11 attacks. Torn between his sense of duty and love of his life, he makes the decision of re-enlisting after Savannah encourages him to do what he thinks is right. As the days passed by, John lives only to read Savannah's letters, gaining strength and hope from them. But loneliness pushed Savannah towards Tim, a man with an autistic child, Alan, whom Savannah had known for a long time. She finally writes a 'Dear John Letter', John receives the letter not knowing who the third party was. Feeling disheartened and frustrated, he burned all the letters from Savannah which were once his source of hope and life. During a mission, John was shot twice and the last person he thought of was his father which he had never been able to connect with. But upon reading the letter that he wrote to his father at his deathbed, they were able to understand and reach out to one another one last time.
John finally finds out who Savannah married, and instead of hating them. He donated the money he got out of selling his father's coin collection to them anonymously, enabling Tim who had cancer to spend his last months with Savannah and his son.
The movie had a simple plot but the chemistry between the two main characters are amazing, it brings you into their world, feeling their joy when they fell in love, the heartache of parting, their happiness of seeing one another again at the very end and feelings behind "I will see you soon...". It is one great love story...
05 March 2010
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