From a trusted source.
It says, " In life, you will meet 3 guys. The first guy will be someone whom you love very much. The second guy will be someone who will love you very much. The third person will be someone whom you will live with for the rest of your life."
- Anonymous
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Lunch with a Surprise!!
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Moi
Lunch today was an uneventful experience. I had a late lunch due to my kick-boxing session that ended around 1pm. It was 2:30pm when I stepped into the cafeteria. According to my past experience, new hot food will usually be ready by 2pm for peeps who wanted a late lunch or just some snack for tea-break. So I ordered a plate of mee goreng, some clams (cooked in thick chilli and curry gravy). There wasn't much choice so I had to settle for the less platable stuff if not, I would have to go through the afternoon with an empty stomach.
The clams wasn't as nice as I thought, in fact, some tiny beads of sand found their way into my mouth. Spitting them out, I continue eating till I saw something. To my intensified horror, a pebble was among the clams, soaking itself in the gravy. My goodness, I almost vomitted out everything and it would have made a mess on my plate. Gruesome to be exact. All eating ceased no matter how hungry I was because it totally ruined my appetite.
So, with the evidence in my hand, I went over to the cafeteria supervisor (he got the meanest look and he is in the state whereby he is always almost ready to jump at anyone). I complained to him about my discovery. He just took one look at me, then at the pebble (which is still lying comfortably in the pool of gravy) and slowly (almost graciously) picked up the pebble and threw it aside. He tried to explain, mumbling away, trying to push away his responsibility. Though he apologised and wanting to compensate, I declined. It is not about compensation that I was concerned about, but through this incident, the degree of cleanliness and hygiene is questionable. The pebble is BIG enough to be noticed and yet it was taken as an extra ingredient.
Well, I can never overcome the psychological effect it caused me. So traumatised by the incident, I ended up vomitting out everything. I should have taken a photo and probably add to this entry to let you all have a look at the notorious pebble. Too shaken to think of anything. The thought of the pebble in the food just irks me. At least for the time being, I vowed not to touch the food at the cafeteria again.
I was comtemplating whether or not to raise this issue to the HR or should I just let it go till the pebble strike another victim again.
Talking about compensation, my fellow colleague was teasing me that the cafeteria supervisor might just get me an even BIGGER pebble. That was pretty assuring, huh??
Nevertheless, it still left me with an empty stomach. Bah!
The clams wasn't as nice as I thought, in fact, some tiny beads of sand found their way into my mouth. Spitting them out, I continue eating till I saw something. To my intensified horror, a pebble was among the clams, soaking itself in the gravy. My goodness, I almost vomitted out everything and it would have made a mess on my plate. Gruesome to be exact. All eating ceased no matter how hungry I was because it totally ruined my appetite.
So, with the evidence in my hand, I went over to the cafeteria supervisor (he got the meanest look and he is in the state whereby he is always almost ready to jump at anyone). I complained to him about my discovery. He just took one look at me, then at the pebble (which is still lying comfortably in the pool of gravy) and slowly (almost graciously) picked up the pebble and threw it aside. He tried to explain, mumbling away, trying to push away his responsibility. Though he apologised and wanting to compensate, I declined. It is not about compensation that I was concerned about, but through this incident, the degree of cleanliness and hygiene is questionable. The pebble is BIG enough to be noticed and yet it was taken as an extra ingredient.
Well, I can never overcome the psychological effect it caused me. So traumatised by the incident, I ended up vomitting out everything. I should have taken a photo and probably add to this entry to let you all have a look at the notorious pebble. Too shaken to think of anything. The thought of the pebble in the food just irks me. At least for the time being, I vowed not to touch the food at the cafeteria again.
I was comtemplating whether or not to raise this issue to the HR or should I just let it go till the pebble strike another victim again.
Talking about compensation, my fellow colleague was teasing me that the cafeteria supervisor might just get me an even BIGGER pebble. That was pretty assuring, huh??
Nevertheless, it still left me with an empty stomach. Bah!
Suicidal
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Moi
Today is one of the few occasions that I feel extremely and terribly suicidal. Just when I was about to pen down all my thoughts, the phone went on to speaker phone mode, all by itself. Weird. It would have been described as eerie if I was the only one left in my lab. The whole corridor is deserted and almost everyone has left the premises. Wanted so much to get out of this lab which have "jailed" me for the past decent 8hrs and here I am, still stuck here doing overtime out of my own will. Because I need to utilise my time. Instead of idling around or go on shopping spree which I will DEFINITELY regret later, I have decided to stay on to finish up some work.
Work has been very unsatisfying for the past months especially after I graduate. Coming to work can be dreadful at times and unmotivating. Super low morale. I would often stare at my monitor blankly, my mind wondering away from me unconsciously. The moment (read: graduation) that I longed for came but left me even more troubled. Worried and uncertain about my future. The scenario should have been a future shining brightly for me, but I seemed to engulfed in misty and darkness. Worst still, I am having weird and bizzare nightmares recently. Those with repeated patterns. Is it a sign? Trying to tell me something? Arrrrrrr....I am not talking sense now.
I need to get out of here, yes, right now. Away from this room when you see nothing but walls, walls and more walls. I feel trapped. Unable to think, unable to comprehend.
Am I having a mid-life (as in mid-twenties) crisis?? Oh, GOD help me!!
Work has been very unsatisfying for the past months especially after I graduate. Coming to work can be dreadful at times and unmotivating. Super low morale. I would often stare at my monitor blankly, my mind wondering away from me unconsciously. The moment (read: graduation) that I longed for came but left me even more troubled. Worried and uncertain about my future. The scenario should have been a future shining brightly for me, but I seemed to engulfed in misty and darkness. Worst still, I am having weird and bizzare nightmares recently. Those with repeated patterns. Is it a sign? Trying to tell me something? Arrrrrrr....I am not talking sense now.
I need to get out of here, yes, right now. Away from this room when you see nothing but walls, walls and more walls. I feel trapped. Unable to think, unable to comprehend.
Am I having a mid-life (as in mid-twenties) crisis?? Oh, GOD help me!!
Quiz - Where Does Your Beauty Lie??
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Moi
Your Beauty lies in Contradiction. Controversial, unpredictable, and never what anyone expects.You appearance and your personality are two opposite things. Even your appearance sends different signals to different people. To some you may look innocent and sweet, to others you look mysterious and intimidating at the same time. No one ever knows what to expect with you. 
You are a little bit of everything all mixed together. You can be watching the football game with the guys one minute and the next out shopping at the mall. You seem to be almost adifferent person every time you meet someone, but at the same time you knowexactly who you are and there is always that one thing that makes you you. You enjoy keeping people guessing and people love how completely unpredictable youare.
Some ThingsThat Represent You: Element:Fire, Water Animal: Chameleon Color:
Gemstone:Opal Mythological Creature: Gryphon,
Quote:"Appearances can be deceiving."
Dark Tones, LightTones Song: Everything by Alanis Morriesette
Expression:Half-smile
Half-breeds Sign:Gemini Planet: Mars Hair Color: Red
Eye Color:Brown
Where Does Your Beauty Lie? ..::Original Pictures Are Back! Detailed Results::..
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My Faith
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Moi
I came to know GOD through my eldest sister when I was in my teens. It was an exhilarating experience. I was invited to watch a play in a reaching-out-gospel-sharing event. The play was truly entertaining and sent me into heaps of laughter. But the most memorable part was nearing the end of the event. We were asked, if we wanted, to say the Lord's Prayer to accept Christ as our Saviour. (read: to be christians). Honestly, I didn't know why then, I raised up my hand.
The moment I closed my eyes to say the Lord's Prayer, I feel a sense of uneasiness. Images of my parents flooded my mind. It dawned on me at that moment that if ever my parents were to pass on one fine day, I will not be able to pay respect to them. By means of burning joss sticks of course for it was believed to be worshipping. We should only worship GOD, the One and only Almighty. At my tender age back then, I was flustered and didn't know what to do. Wondering if I can null the prayer that took place just minutes ago.
The event was over and left me with uncertainties on my mind. My supposing new lease of life as christian started and ended on the same note. It was after several years later on a orientation day event, that i came across Campus Crusade for Christ. Back then, I re-accepted Christ and said the Lord's Prayer. Without an doubt and also without any clue, why I came to the decision. But GOD always works in the most miraculous ways, that no one perhaps only HIM can offered a good explanation. It was so much better for this time, no images of my parents flashes across, no nothing.
When semester started, I diligently attended the bible study with one of the senior. Once weekly, but soon it was a chore to meet up. There's nothing wrong with my sister-in-christ, I was just not committed enough. I also attended my sister's church (just once) and later changed to a nearby church, introduced by her friends. I attendedthe church service every Sunday religiously though at times I skipped to watch cartoon or just plain lazy to wake up. It started fine but soon I felt trapped. Everyone seemed to know me even though I have never met them before. But sad to say, none knew me personally. Just by a twinkle at the corner of their eyes, I could almost hear them saying, "oh this is so and so sister". I bet they wouldn't even know my name (except for a minority). No sense of belonging.
Soon I met my 2nd boyfriend who is also a Christian. It just happened that he is also, at that time, attending a nearby church. For a start, we attended our own church till it was time for him to be enlisted to the army. We thought it would be better if we could attend the same church, it inevidently created more chance for us to meet especially when weekends are precious to us. Bethesda Cathedral, located at Chai Chee was our home church for the next 2-3 years. Without failed, we go for oikos on friday nights and sermon on sunday morning. Occasionally, we would helped out in the children's ministry. Honestly, he was more faithful than me in any ways. I felt pressurized. I was never (not even now) well-versed in the Bible. Somehow, I felt I was a stumbling block to him to be close to GOD. We had arguments regarding our faith though we always managed to work through it. My faith was just not strong enough to resist temptations of the secular world. I ceased going to church after we broke up for I felt awkward seeing him again.
Until now, it has been years since I attended a church service. I very much wanted to find a church where I feel a sense of belonging. To go to a church where at least I know of a person who will help me walk the life of a christian. But somehow the moment I felt a strong urge to attend service, and when my sister offered me her church, I almost instantanteously harbour second thoughts. I need to re-discover and re-evaluate my life as a christian. I felt like a lost sheep looking for the shepherd.
Though my faith is not strong, I still consider myself as a christian. I longed forthe day where my walk with GOD is deepened spiritually. For christian is not a religion, it is a nurturing relationship with our Heavenly Father.
May GOD send me someone who will bring me to church so that in time to come, I can blessed those around me and be a good testimony to them. Amen.
***with intense emotions and quirky thoughts, moi churn out this blog***
The moment I closed my eyes to say the Lord's Prayer, I feel a sense of uneasiness. Images of my parents flooded my mind. It dawned on me at that moment that if ever my parents were to pass on one fine day, I will not be able to pay respect to them. By means of burning joss sticks of course for it was believed to be worshipping. We should only worship GOD, the One and only Almighty. At my tender age back then, I was flustered and didn't know what to do. Wondering if I can null the prayer that took place just minutes ago.
The event was over and left me with uncertainties on my mind. My supposing new lease of life as christian started and ended on the same note. It was after several years later on a orientation day event, that i came across Campus Crusade for Christ. Back then, I re-accepted Christ and said the Lord's Prayer. Without an doubt and also without any clue, why I came to the decision. But GOD always works in the most miraculous ways, that no one perhaps only HIM can offered a good explanation. It was so much better for this time, no images of my parents flashes across, no nothing.
When semester started, I diligently attended the bible study with one of the senior. Once weekly, but soon it was a chore to meet up. There's nothing wrong with my sister-in-christ, I was just not committed enough. I also attended my sister's church (just once) and later changed to a nearby church, introduced by her friends. I attendedthe church service every Sunday religiously though at times I skipped to watch cartoon or just plain lazy to wake up. It started fine but soon I felt trapped. Everyone seemed to know me even though I have never met them before. But sad to say, none knew me personally. Just by a twinkle at the corner of their eyes, I could almost hear them saying, "oh this is so and so sister". I bet they wouldn't even know my name (except for a minority). No sense of belonging.
Soon I met my 2nd boyfriend who is also a Christian. It just happened that he is also, at that time, attending a nearby church. For a start, we attended our own church till it was time for him to be enlisted to the army. We thought it would be better if we could attend the same church, it inevidently created more chance for us to meet especially when weekends are precious to us. Bethesda Cathedral, located at Chai Chee was our home church for the next 2-3 years. Without failed, we go for oikos on friday nights and sermon on sunday morning. Occasionally, we would helped out in the children's ministry. Honestly, he was more faithful than me in any ways. I felt pressurized. I was never (not even now) well-versed in the Bible. Somehow, I felt I was a stumbling block to him to be close to GOD. We had arguments regarding our faith though we always managed to work through it. My faith was just not strong enough to resist temptations of the secular world. I ceased going to church after we broke up for I felt awkward seeing him again.
Until now, it has been years since I attended a church service. I very much wanted to find a church where I feel a sense of belonging. To go to a church where at least I know of a person who will help me walk the life of a christian. But somehow the moment I felt a strong urge to attend service, and when my sister offered me her church, I almost instantanteously harbour second thoughts. I need to re-discover and re-evaluate my life as a christian. I felt like a lost sheep looking for the shepherd.
Though my faith is not strong, I still consider myself as a christian. I longed forthe day where my walk with GOD is deepened spiritually. For christian is not a religion, it is a nurturing relationship with our Heavenly Father.
May GOD send me someone who will bring me to church so that in time to come, I can blessed those around me and be a good testimony to them. Amen.
***with intense emotions and quirky thoughts, moi churn out this blog***
Blogging Away
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Moi
My very first thought of blogging was to provide an alternative for my own mind ramblings rather than doing scribblings on pieces of paper and losing them in mere minutes. But it also turned out to be an outlet for my emotions outburst just about everything and anything happening around or to me. Initially, I thought it was rather weird to have someone read my blog. Paradoxically, I found myself, rather religiously reading blogs that belong to strangers. Either out of curiousity or for that one interesting article which I happened to chanced upon by pure luck.
Which ever way it may edged on, blogging (read: reading or even writing my own) has been a must-do of my day-to-day priority list. Akin to a caffeine addict who needs at least a cuppa or two to perk the day up.
Well, recently I seemed to have become a counsellor to a guy whose blogs (yes, every single one of them) is filled with sadness. Each, lamenting about the loss of his love and how lonely he felt without her. She is not in heaven, they just merely parted for 8 months and he is still holding on to the failed relationship. How he seemed to be engulfed in total darkness, failing to see and appreciate and of course to enjoy the good things he missed out in life. This is a young man who has a future shining brightly for him. I should MYOB, you may think but I can relate to him.
Let just hope that he will "wake"up soon to realise that time awaits for no one (and definitely not for him) and is ticking away quietly.
Which ever way it may edged on, blogging (read: reading or even writing my own) has been a must-do of my day-to-day priority list. Akin to a caffeine addict who needs at least a cuppa or two to perk the day up.
Well, recently I seemed to have become a counsellor to a guy whose blogs (yes, every single one of them) is filled with sadness. Each, lamenting about the loss of his love and how lonely he felt without her. She is not in heaven, they just merely parted for 8 months and he is still holding on to the failed relationship. How he seemed to be engulfed in total darkness, failing to see and appreciate and of course to enjoy the good things he missed out in life. This is a young man who has a future shining brightly for him. I should MYOB, you may think but I can relate to him.
Let just hope that he will "wake"up soon to realise that time awaits for no one (and definitely not for him) and is ticking away quietly.
Ticking Away...
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Moi
Nothing interesting just that the long weekend is almost over (in just about an hour and 15mins). I was lamenting how time flies when we are having fun. The chalet was a great success with a notion of romance...*smiles*. There were only the two of us but we really enjoyed each other's company. From the morning jog, canoeing, sun bathing, right up to the bbq. Fantastic food, wonderful music, great company and a bottle of good wine. Also a heart-warming conversation thrown in. Definitely a good break after the hustling bustling of working life. Yeah?
Life can be so simple and yet full of love and happiness. How nice if all humans are like that, wouldn't that be a more peaceful world to live in?
Life can be so simple and yet full of love and happiness. How nice if all humans are like that, wouldn't that be a more peaceful world to live in?
Yipee!!
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Moi
Yipee!! I looked forward to tomorrow as I will be going on a 3D/ 2N chalet. Longed for a break and this is a superb chance because it is a SUPER LONG WEEKEND!! Not sure why, but I am already in holiday mood...maybe because x'mas is just around the corner and it is my favourite festive season!! Not because of the x'mas gifts I'll be getting (the most 2-3), but because I like the atmosphere, the lightings, seeing people buying and wrapping up gifts and what-not. The most enjoyable part will be me writing and sending x'mas cards to all my friends. I bought some very nice and unique cards from Mark and Spencers. I always get my cards from there, and this year is no exception.
The next good thing is that with me blogging now means my PC is finally working. Yes, this is something worth celebrating. Life is just great, yeah?
The next good thing is that with me blogging now means my PC is finally working. Yes, this is something worth celebrating. Life is just great, yeah?
Frustration
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Moi
I need to unleash my anger and frustration and blogging seemed to be the most appropriate outlet at this instance. This made me sound like a bitter person but nope, I am usually not like that. Just that life hasn't been quite smooth-sailing for me. Haiz, perhaps some retail therapy might be able to perk me up but my oh my, I am dry and hung up high. 20th would be a good day, an auspicious date. (read: pay day)
I think the upcoming long weekend will be a good break.
I think the upcoming long weekend will be a good break.
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