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Father's hand

A father's hand toils day and night,

knowing nothing but to provide;

A father's hand is like a cane by our foot,
guarding each step we take;


A father's hand may almost always seems tough and 'hard',
but a father's hand too has a gentle hold that says,
"It's ok, daddy is here"

..and that's my father's hand. Love you, daddy! Happy Father's Day!

Q&A of the day

Dissapointed? YES

Angry? MAYBE

Cheated? KIND OF

Frustrated? YES

Faith? LOSING

Assurance? INSECURED

Tired? duuhhh... YES la~!!

Fed up? VERY

Hope? NO COMMENT. I'm seriously speechless now.

Hoping to? Get away or get lost or something. Ah, I don't know.

Wrong choice? Tell me it's not. Please.



And that pretty much sums up my state now. Do you have anything to say?

Nothing worth reading

NOTE: This entry has NOTHING worth reading

I must admit that I am a nocturnal mammal. I have nothing specific that I have to do or want to do at this hour. I am just reluctant to sleep. Oh well, just slap me,..hug me,..drunk me,..sedate me,..drown me,.. *ramble*ramble*ramble,..

Nothing worrisome. Drunk or drowned? Does not matter. It's physiologic. Just let me be.

waiting...

* waiting under the moonlight *

goodbye, aunty

Not too long ago I heard that one of my friend's mom was diagnosed with leukemia, it was a rather shocking sad news; and that was around last year's christmas. She was a nice, sweet and loving aunty.

And today, I just got to know that she has already peacefully left last month. May you rest in peace, aunty... and may God bring comfort to those who's grieving for you.

so far...

Have you ever felt that you have

gone so far that what if, maybe,..

you know,..that kind of fear that you

might just touch the end-point

anytime and yet you have gone so

far that you can't afford to

turn back now...?

Is this what people termed as the fear of losing? I wonder. The race is yet to finish. The journey is yet to end. But this feeling is mounting horrendously in me...

dream home...

My friend and I went for a drive around Kepong today. It was a rainy day and we went round few housing estates, chit-chatting in the car. One of the places we went was Desa ParkCity. That place is so awesome!!! It gives you the instant thrill that makes you go, "Woww~~...!!!".

Filled with serenity and tranquility all over, it is a place that makes you feel like living.

my dream home...

Will I ever own one?... when it cost about six or seven hundred thousand plus?! :'(

I really hope I could. Not for me alone, but for my dearest grandma and parents...they deserve this.

note: pictures are all taken from web

Chat with God

Got this from an email quite some time ago. Though it is not new year now, it is yet an enlightening and meaningful chat to read thru :)


God : Hello. Did you call me?

Me: Called you? No.. who is this?

God : This is GOD. I heard your prayers. So I thought I will chat.

Me: I do pray. Just makes me feel good. I am actually busy now. I am in the midst of something.

God : What are you busy at? Ants are busy too.

Me: Don't know. But I cant find free time. Life has become hectic. It's rush hour all the time.

God : Sure. Activity gets you busy. But productivity gets you results. Activity consumes time. Productivity frees it.

Me: I understand. But I still cant figure out. By theway, I was not expecting YOU to buzz me on instant messaging chat.

God : Well I wanted to resolve your fight for time, by giving you some clarity. In this net era, I wanted to reach you through the medium you are comfortable with.

Me: Tell me, why has life become complicated now?

God : Stop analyzing life. Just live it. Analysis is what makes it complicated.

Me: why are we then constantly unhappy?

God : Your today is the tomorrow that you worried about yesterday. You are worrying because you are analyzing. Worrying has become your habit. That's why you are not happy.

Me: But how can we not worry when there is so much uncertainty?

God : Uncertainty is inevitable, but worrying is optional.

Me: But then, there is so much pain due to uncertainty..

God : Pain is inevitable, but suffering is optional.

Me: If suffering is optional, why do good people always suffer?

God : Diamond cannot be polished without friction.Gold cannot be purified without fire. Good people go through trials, but don't suffer. With that experience their life become better not bitter.

Me: You mean to say such experience is useful?

God : Yes. In every terms, Experience is a hard teacher. She gives the test first and the lessons afterwards.

Me: But still, why should we go through such tests? Why cant we be free from problems?

God : Problems are purposeful roadblocks offering beneficial lessons (to) enhance mental strength. Inner strength comes from struggle and endurance, not when you are free from problems.

Me: Frankly in the midst of so many problems, we don't know where we are heading....

God : If you look outside you will not know where you are heading. Look inside. Looking outside, you dream. Looking inside,you awaken. Eyes provide sight. Heart provides insight.

Me: Sometimes not succeeding fast seems to hurt more than moving in the right direction. What should I do?

God : Success is a measure as decided by others. Satisfaction is a measure as decided by you. Knowing the road ahead is more satisfying than knowing you rode ahead. You work with the compass. Let others work with the clock.

Me: In tough times, how do you stay motivated?

God : Always look at how far you have come rather than how far you have togo. Always count your blessing, not what you are missing.

Me: What surprises you about people?

God : when they suffer they ask, "why me?" When they prosper, they never ask "Why me" Everyone wishes to have truth on their side, but few want to be onthe side of the truth.

Me: Sometimes I ask, who am I, why am I here. I cant get the answer.

God : Seek not to find who you are, but to determine who you want to be. Stop looking for a purpose as to why you are here. Create it. Life is not a process of discovery but a process of creation.

Me: How can I get the best out of life?

God : Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear.

Me: One last question. Sometimes I feel my prayers are not answered.

God : There are no unanswered prayers. At times the answer is NO.

Me: Thank you for this wonderful chat. I am so happy to start the New Year with a new sense of inspiration.

God : Well. Keep the faith and drop the fear. Don't believe your doubts and doubt your beliefs. Life is a mystery to solve; not a problem to resolve. Trust me. Life is wonderful if you know how to live.

Quote of the day

"All his days his work is pain and grief; even at night his mind does not rest. This too is meaningless."



"因 为 他 日 日 忧 虑 ， 他 的 劳 苦 成 为 愁 烦 ， 连 夜 间 心 也 不 安 。 这 也 是 虚 空 。"

~ Ecclesiastes 2:23 傳 道 書 2:23 ~

Trip to Solo-Yogya

DAY 1

-29 Apr 2007-

From left to right, starting from the top:

1) Looking at the sun rising in the midst of KL clouds

2) Arrived at Solo airport at 9.20am (Indonesia time)

3) The street outside the airport

4) The street outside the Solo Balapan train station

5) One of the many monuments/statues along the road. Most serve as a roundabout, I think.

6) Pasar Gede (side view). By the time we reached there, it was already closing. Besides the one mistake we made; spending too much time choosing for a hotel room, alot of tourist attractions are closed by 2pm!!! So, we just walked around the city that day.


This is how the journey began...


On the 29th of April 2007, I left my house at about 3 something in the morning, took a bus from KL sentral, arrived at LCCT, ate McD breakfast set and then flew in the airbus to Solo at about 7 am. These whole morning travels were just plain COLD and sleepy..*yawn* and *shiver*. Well, at least I get to see the sunrise on a plane(,which got me amazed for a few minutes because after snapping a picture or two, I shut the window and cuddled to sleep.) I was really really really sleepy..coz I did not sleep at all the night before. I packed my luggage last minute and I packed until the very last minute before leaving my house. But thank God, I managed to catch about an hour plus of sleep before arriving at about 9.20 am in Solo, Indonesia.


It was a small airport. The arrival hall has only 2 lanes!!!; one for international passport holders and the other one is for local.

Taxis are readily available outside the airport. They all offer the same minimal price of 50,000 Rp to drive you down to the town. We took none of the taxis there as they were reluctant to reduce their fares. From our survey after asking a few locals in the aiport, we knew we could get to the town with a cheaper price. So, we walked out to search for other taxis. The search was pretty brief and we got Mr.Daniel to drive us down town at a fair price of 35,000 Rp.

Left to right, from the top:

1) One of the house with a gabenor like statue.

2) Solo city map at display in Adem Ayem Restaurant, where we had our lunch. [Rate: 1.5 stars; I ordered a bowl of Soto there. Although there were considerable amount of people queued up for take-aways, the food there is not really as nice as I expected.]

3) Slamet Riyadi Street; the busiest street in Solo ( if I'm not mistaken)

4) Our dinner at Malioboro Restaurant. We had:

• fried chicken (ayam goreng)- crispily delicious.. one of Solo's nice food ;)
• roasted chicken (ayam panggang) - finger lickin' good
• sweet and sour vege (which they recommended) - horribly sweet

with rice. Overall, it was a satisfying meal. [Rate: 4 stars]

5) Petrol stalls.

6) Atria Cafe. It was indeed rather surprising to find this decent and quite well decorated cafe here. Nice and quiet ambience, perfect for a cup of tea after walking around whole day. [Rate: 4 stars]

7) The 'hotel' we stayed for that night. They said the room come with fan but to our surprise, it is only an exhaust fan!? %#$@!! The budget hotels near the railway station is generally in poor condition. However, we chosed to stay there because it is within our budget and the station is just a stone's throw away. [Rate: 1.5 stars]

Our next destination: Yogjakarta (by train).

Our 'old house'

Whenever we celebrate our own new year, be it Hari Raya or Chinese New Year, we will all swarm back to our own hometown (if condition allows) during the festive season and everybody sings, "Balik Kampung! oh oh oh..balik kampung~..." Balik kampung to me means balik Taiping.



I used to go back Taiping, my father's hometown for Chinese New Year and Christmas every year. Then when the church's carolling switched from attending every open house to only one or two house in an area, we stoped going back during year end since there are no more christmas celebration in our 'old house'. As everybody grows, some of my cousins got married, and some migrated elsewhere, so there are lesser people attending reunion dinner every year. And then we stopped going back altogether two years ago.



And...now, our 'old house' has been sold as it is really 'old' and to maintain it would cost a big sum. It was only practical to sell the house. So, before they hand the key over to the lawyer next month, I took a trip back to have a last glance at our 'old house', which held over seventy years of Mdm.Say, Mdm. Chew and the five Lim brothers, at 175, Jalan Chung Thye Phin...

Expectations

Expectations; we all have it. Right from the very moment we qualify as a life being, 'expectations' clinged on to us everywhere, tightly, till the day we depart.

As soon as being in the form of an embryo, we are expected to healthily develop and grow. Everyone, especially parents, is expecting us to arrive to the world safe and healthy. And of course, we grow up with our parents' expectations. When we enter the schools, the teachers have expectations on us too. Then when we finally graduated and work, we are then responsible for our boss' expectations. When married, our spouse and family expect something out of us as well. The list of great expectations goes on. Similarly, we have expectations on them too. Annoyingly, expectations never really leave us alone, do they?

In every relationship that bridges us together, expectations exist and it is hard to escape from one. Its existance signifies that it is only right to do according to and hence, that is what should be done. With so many expectations adhering to us, sometimes it is plain hard to juggle between meeting his' and her's. Also, not to forget, we too expect something out of ourselves. So, with his', her's and our own, it is no easy job to please everyone.

A lot of time we work, or maybe even struggle, towards meeting other's expectations on us to avoid upseting any of them. However, some expectations are just simply too hard to be met. Or in some cases, they may be expecting more and more out of us. So till the end of the day, the only product may only be exhaustation. And that, we have not included our own interest, our own dreams, our own plans, and our own destiny.

Heave it out, "Hey! What about me?!" Pause a while and ok...dead silence. When nobody seems to notice your existence or even cares about your interest, that makes your heart swells.

Perhaps at some point we just have to bear the pain of dissapointing some people in our life or the pain of letting go 'the hold'. No wonder people always say that it is impossible to please everybody in this world.

congrats!!!

23 March 2007

CONGRATS!



Congrats to all! We have all made it through our pre clinical years. *whoopee*



Meet all of you in K.Terengganu, people :)





Just like what the external examiner drew on the board today,

the first point is when we first got into UCSI; the second is when we finished our Year 2 (pre clinical years) and the third point is when we graduate form medical school.

We have just completed our Year 2 and there is still a long way to go. This is just the beginning...

Beep! Beep! Time 2 make babies

Your phone yelled out the message ringtone, you reached out to pick it up. Some of us might be thinking who's the sender, etc. Especially if you are starting to wonder whether your phone is sick or dead since there hasn't been any incoming texts or calls, you will be skipping in joy to see who has finally decided to text you. And you open the inbox.

It is your telco service messages. -_-"

Or it is some texts from whatever clubs you joined promoting some events/ stuffs. -_-"

Or it is a text message from unknown origin congratulating you on your lucky jackpot win, bla bla.. -_-"'

Well, i don't know about you but as for me, whatever anticipation I may have before reading the text message will immediately snap off and my poor phone will be chucked to a corner out of my sight. Unless it is something relevantly interesting of course.

Then as the text message services become more and more commercialized high-tech, you can opt to receive text allerts on game scores, news, etc for the matter of being kiasu-to-know-it-first or just because you are plain lazy and of course ultimately it is for convenience.

In addition to that, you can also spend your money on receiving etceteras like daily horoscope, feng shui, and inspirational/motivational messages.

And now, "Beep! Beep!"

You open and read the message:

"It's time to make babies"

0_O

<read about this here..>

"We didn't stop the fetus"

Saw a creatively helpful clip in aiding our studies on embryology, "We didn't stop the fetus" in the MMR website. Check it out, it's pretty cool! Embryology can be fun too aye ;)