What's the point?

What's the point of being nervous?

When u know u can't do anything about it.

When u know u can't change the outcome.

It's already set, just that it's not out yet.

What's the point of being scared?

When u know it won't help in anything.

When u know it's not gonna do much change.

What's coming is already set. U just don't know what it is.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Being nervous shows that you still care. 

You still care about the outcome, the consequences.

Being afraid means that you're concerned.

You're concern how it will turn out to be.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

No matter, 

It's part of life.

To be able to feel should be a blessing,

Though it sometimes comes in a disguise.

It's part of life.

Going through it leaves in you the experience.

Of life, Of things that are to pass.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Here I am, being nervous about STPM results.

Consoling myself. 

Being scared should be normal I say to myself.

Being nervous is definitely normal. - I  think.

*sigh*

what will be will definitely be. 

I'll shall just leave it in God's hand? 

Yes I should...

~*~

All the best! PEOPLE!

God be With YOU!!!

DON'T GIVE UP!

One day I decided to quit...
I quit my job, my relationship, my spirituality... I wanted to quit my life.
I went to the woods to have one last talk with God.
"God", I asked, "Can you give me one good reason not to quit?"
His answer surprised me...
"Look around", He said. "Do you see the fern and the bamboo?"
"Yes", I replied.
"When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of them.
I gave them light.
I gave them water.

The fern quickly grew from the earth.

Its brilliant green covered the floor.

Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo.

In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful.
And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo. He said.
" In year three there was still nothing from the bamboo seed.
But I would not quit.
In year four, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed. I would
not quit." He said.
"Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth. Compared
to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant...But just 6

months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall.

It had spent the five years growing roots. Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive.
I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle."
He asked me. "Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots".
"I would not quit on the bamboo.
I will never quit on you."
"Don't compare yourself to others."
He said.
"The bamboo had adifferent Purpose than the fern.

Yet they both make the forest beautiful."

"Your time will come", God said to me.
"You will rise high"
"How high should I rise?"
I asked.
"How high will the bamboo rise?" He asked in return.
"As high as it can?" I questioned.
"Yes." He said, "Give me glory by rising as high as you can."
I left the forest and brought back this story.
I hope these words can help you see that God will never give up on you.
Never, Never, Never Give up.
For the Christian Prayer is not an option but an opportunity.
Don't tell the Lord how big the problem is,
tell the problem how Great the Lord is!




You never know when GOD is going to bless you!! Good things happen when you least expect them to !!!!!!!!

STPM

STPM results are coming out tomorrow...

Dead le Dead le!

I dunno what to say... Everything is in a mess... i mean.. things in my head.. they are all in a mess.. Mixed-up... too much going through my mind right now.. damned nervous...

I guess this is it then... GAMBATEH MR.EUGENE!

Walk on Water - Tim Hwang(heard it on Charine's blog)

 walk on water
 unanswered questions i look
 but nothing here
 this searching of what
 i am becoming isn`t clear
 but you never give me up
 all my failures and
 all the mess i make
 can never separate me
 from the love you give
 your plan has no mistakes
 i hear your voice
 and that`s enough for me
 to rise again
 i will rejoice
 in perfect strength i gain
 even through the storms
 and crashing waves
 the goodness of
 my god will keep me safe
 so i`m taking steps on the water
 for your hand is holding me
 every move
 i make will testify
 your miracles that
 none can deny
 so i`m taking steps
 on the water
 i no longer am afraid
 you`re with me
 all my failures and
 all the mess i make
 can never separate me
 from the love you give
 your plan has no mistakes
 i hear your voice
 and that`s enough for me
 to rise again
 i will rejoice
 in perfect strength i gain
 even through the storms
 and crashing waves
 the goodness of
 my god will keep me safe
 so i`m taking steps
 on the water
 for your hand is holding me
 every move
 i make will testify
 your miracles that
 none can deny
 so i`m taking steps
 on the water
 i no longer am afraid
 you`re with me
 jesus you wipe the tears away
 now i see
 it`s a brand new day
 jesus you are the only way
 i`ll trust and obey
 even through the storms
 and crashing waves
 the goodness of
 my god will keep me safe
 so i`m taking steps
 on the water
 for your hand is holding me
 every move
 i make will testify
 your miracles that
 none can deny
 so i`m taking steps
 on the water
 i no longer am afraid
 yes i`m taking steps
 on the water
 i no longer am afraid
 you`re with me
 yes you`re with me

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Change Your Thinking!!!

Change Your Thinking

It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking..



Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.






One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.



His bed was next to the room's only window.








The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.








The men talked for hours on end.



They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation..








Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.








The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and colour of the world outside.









The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.



Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every colour and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.









As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene..


One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.








Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.








Days, weeks and months passed.







One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.


She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.








As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.





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Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.








It faced a blank wall.








The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.









The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.







She said, 'Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.'











Epilogue:








There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.








Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.









If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy.









'Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present .'

Look @ CNY..

This post will mainly be about photos...

ENJOY! coz i rarely post lots of photos.

Choo family Cousins

Mimi & husband

Timothy & wife with Baby Chloe

Grace JieJie's family

Albert's Family

Daniel & Debbie's family

Baby Josiah...

there should be more photos.. but i got lazy... haha..

Marketing or Deceiving?

All right...

Are half truths truths? - meaning... you only tell half of the whole truth...

or... are half truths half lies? 

it's like looking at a glass half full of water or half empty...

but after discussing it with some people... 

I'd like to say that half truths are NOT half truths. they are still lies.

The topic was of marketing or deceiving, actually they are both the same... funny? not.

Marketing is about trying to put a product in the 'good' kind of limelight so that it sells. Customers need not know about the 'bad' or the goods. Or so 'they' say... 

Marketing is actually quite and art of deceiving itself.

Of course, there are laws to curb these kind or 'too' series conning. Though not very useful cause marketing now a subject offered to public and quite well-known too... Poisoning minds of youths or students with the art of lies... training them to be professional (i would put it this way) speech manipulators. Promoting certain products of their own field, getting it to sell. stuffs like this.

Has this become a lifestyle or way to survive?

Trying out this line... as in delving myself into trying out job related to marketing, I would like to say that it's actually a bit of both. This is a highly populated world... old economy system cant support such large population. 'Weird' and 'odd' jobs and since appeared so that most can have decent source of life support. Spurning lies and half truths kind of job that is.

well, this is life, it's wrong but it's a living.

therefore the sanctity of life in this situation is place higher than of telling the truth.                   Therefore right yet wrong at the same time. 

Think of the rest yourselves... It all depends on how you see it...

dead man

I'm almost dead...

almost... who knows when things will take a turn?