Tadau Kaamatan 2012
13 hours ago
Christmas time Its Christmas time again
The season of renewal
Love, faith, charity
And all that is beautiful
Chimes greatly in to every heart
Beating in celebrations
Of Spirit, togetherness, and affirmation.
Merry Christmas People ^-^
Christmas Mode Is On :)
Josh Groban and Beyonce singing Believe the ost of The Polar Express
Still my favourite Chritmas song :)
Still my favourite Chritmas song :)
Christmas Fever
Badan sa panas-panas sejuk.Merry Christmas to all of you :)
ROJAK - Amir Muhammad
I was browsing 1Borneo with my girl friend the other day and went out with a pinkish book in my holding. She bought a comic book while I ended up with ROJAK by Amir Muhammad.I will not describe the book in details but I will sum my thoughts of the book.
Superb. Hillarious. Educating. Handsome.
Go and buy this book you bookworms!
And those who doesn't really like to read, maybe you might want to start by reading page 8 of ROJAK. 'Mosque Slippers' which geniusly putted as the first of 60 short stories in the book is really a good appetizer. Some usage of vocabulary might 'amazed' you in a way, sentence structures varied from easy to advance, with Malaysian English which bombarded my thinking with simple little illustrations here and there, overseeing the assistance of understanding.
Frankly speaking, I don't understand and I can't really relate to all stories, most probably because it's written by context, but it's okay. I have had a fantastic time reading ROJAK. And I don't mind starting a 2nd cycle. Amir Muhammad, I like you.
Got To Find The Way
Life hadn't been easy for me these past few months. With my new working environment, new colleagues and new hour of working (unlike), I suddenly find myself in the midst of regrets and desperation. You see, I used to love going to work and no matter how hard and how up-the-sleeve I was, I'm still happy with what I was doing but it turns 360 degrees now. Work is not a fun thing anymore. Now, I don't like to talk about it. I don't like to tell people about it. I don't even like to wake up in the morning thinking about working.
It's almost 6 months now and I still can't get the hang of it but I know I have to stop. I know that I have to find a way to make my life works again. I don't have to enjoy what I'm doing. I don't have to like what I have to face everyday because that's life. It's not only about orange and apple and mango and strawberry. It could also be a sour pineapple (for the record, I like pineapple). I have to find that small path to and journey to it in search of that spark of light to make it better again. I have to. And if I don't, I promise to work even harder in fulfilling my job and whatever I am doing now. I will not fail.
And Christmas is at the corner. I still don't know what I want for Christmas (like someone is going to give it me) but I hope eventually I find it. I have my family and my relatives and my friends and some money to spend; God is kind to me.
And if you are searching for me, I'm here. I'm not going anywhere ... sigh ...
It's almost 6 months now and I still can't get the hang of it but I know I have to stop. I know that I have to find a way to make my life works again. I don't have to enjoy what I'm doing. I don't have to like what I have to face everyday because that's life. It's not only about orange and apple and mango and strawberry. It could also be a sour pineapple (for the record, I like pineapple). I have to find that small path to and journey to it in search of that spark of light to make it better again. I have to. And if I don't, I promise to work even harder in fulfilling my job and whatever I am doing now. I will not fail.
And Christmas is at the corner. I still don't know what I want for Christmas (like someone is going to give it me) but I hope eventually I find it. I have my family and my relatives and my friends and some money to spend; God is kind to me.
And if you are searching for me, I'm here. I'm not going anywhere ... sigh ...
Sanctus - Libera
I really love Libera's version of Sanctus. It's so angelic that I had goosebumps.
Without Status
When I ask you to listen to me
and you start giving advice,
you have not done what I asked.
When I ask you to listen to me
and you begin to tell me why I shouldn't feel that way,
you are trampling on my feelings.
When I ask you to listen to me
and you feel you have to do something to solve my problem,
you have failed me, strange as that may seem.
Listen! All I asked was that you listen.
Not to talk or do-just hear me.
Advice is cheap. Ten cents will get you both Dear Abby and
Bill Graham in the same newspaper.
And I can do for myself. I'm not helpless.
Maybe discouraged and faltering, but not helpless.
When you do something for me that I can and need to do for myself,
you contribute to my fear and weakness.
But, when you accept as a single fact that I do feel what I feel,
no matter how irrational, then I can quit trying to convince
you and get to the business of understanding what's
behind this irrational feeling.
And when that's clear, the answers are obvious
and I don't need advice.
Irrational feelings make sense when we understand
what's behind them.
So, please listen and just hear me. And if you want to talk,
wait a minute for your turn;
and I'll listen to you.
wait a minute for your turn;
and I'll listen to you.
