Monday 17 February 2014

The tide has been waved out

Dash: sitting
Turf: watching tv


There are points in time when you are at the lowest point of your life, the place seems lame and the skies is not so blue. You want nothing but someone to uplift you, someone who can be a shoulder to lean on, have an ear to listen to you, and someone who can give a pat on your back and says "everything will be fine...". Then you come across on the internet then this word pop up in front of you... the very words you want to hear....

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St. Francis De Sales answer my long thoughts, the question that bagging in my head... the weary feelings that never been fade away. Now, I am at peace with myself. 


When I cannot understand my Father's leading. And it seems to be but hard and cruel fate. Still I hear that gentle whisper ever pleading. God is working. God is faithful--Only wait. --A.B. Simpson




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Monday 10 February 2014

Falling all over again with my first love....

Dash: watching
Turf: at the couch



Have you ever felt the first time when you see your first love, again? And the hair all over your skin is standing out and the butterflies flying on your stomach?

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Lately, I've been busy downloading e-books on my tablet and I would admit that I am happy how electronic can do a little magic to our lives, like other says "everything come easy nowadays, all is instant" in a minute you have your instant noodles, and there is fast food, etc., now even books could be this handy and easy, you don't have to squeeze yourself to swarms of people inside the bookstore, and get your legs tired after long walks from here and there. This afternoon, while strolling in the mall with Mom, my eyes caught up with a large name "BOOKSALE" my heart throb suddenly like I saw my first love, again and indeed it was. I couldn't wait to get inside that bookstore but I need to get my mom permission, sad to say that she is not a bookworm as I am. Mom easily gets irritated when I get inside the bookstore because it wasn't her cup of tea at all it doesn't give her enjoyment as it is giving me.

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As my finger runs all through the books old feelings rekindle, as I inhale the smell of every page it titillates me... the urge to buy the books as I felt before came back. It's been so long that I never felt it before, the feeling died so long time ago, but now it relives in me. I love the feeling... can't even explain how happy I am to be with my old love once again. As my journey takes me to another world of books and wonder I suddenly saw  the weary face of my Mom then the reality zap me back. I decide to leave the place at once, and forget about my love. I am a bit sad to leave the place but I know there is always the right time for everything.


Books are for people who wish they were somewhere else. -- Mark Twain


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Monday 3 February 2014

Feel blessed not stresseddd....

dash: writing
turf: sala



So, what keeps me busy nowadays, it's just nothing but e-book e-book e-book and lots of lots of e-books. I find so much interesting e-book to read, so busy downloading it on my tablet and read it all soon. Sometimes, I juggle to read 3 different kinds of books at the same time that doesn't seem sound productive, because the information that feeds through my mind gets juggled {ha-ha!}. So, I advise you not to do what I did, eh-he just in case you mind trying that, just don't waste your time on this kind of tactic reading. Because it won't work and you won't finish any book rather it makes you more lazy reading it again. It also makes me out of focus and so, just plan reading one book at a time and set myself a timetable to finish it. Hopefully, I can religiously follow my own timetable. So, I can finish 3, 4 or more books in one month.



And I've found this very inspiring image in Google that I even made it as my laptop background as my constant daily reminder to myself, when I feel like I'm in big "S". And indeed, it lifts up my spirit when blues trying to hit me, then suddenly like a bubble it pops-out and feel I'm on the right rhythm again.


Do not forget small kindness and do not remember small faults. -- Chinese Proverbs



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