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Professionalism

Used vs Loved

Got this email from a friend and think that it's really meaningful. Reminds me of the simple life principle that i forgot.

USED vs LOVED

While a man was polishing his new car,

his 4 yr old son picked up a stone

and scratched lines on the side of the car.

In anger, the man took the child's hand

and hit it many times not realizing

he was using a wrench.

At the hospital, the child lost all his fingers

due to multiple fractures.

When the child saw his father.....

with painful eyes he asked, 'Dad when will my fingers grow back?'

The man was so hurt and speechless;

he went back to his car and kicked it a lot of times.

Devastated by his own actions......

sitting in front of that car he looked at the scratches;

the child had written 'LOVE YOU DAD'.

The next day that man committed suicide. . .

Anger and Love have no limits;

choose the latter to have a beautiful, lovely

life & remember this:

Things are to be used and people are to be loved.

The problem in today's world is

that people are used while things are loved.

Let's try always to keep this thought in mind:

Things are to be used,

People are to be loved.

Watch your thoughts; they become words.

Watch your words; they become actions.

Watch your actions; they become habits.

Watch your habits; they become character;

Watch your character; it becomes your destiny.

Unbelievably happy

Quantity or Quality?

Been shopping a lot lately. Or should i say have never stopped shopping since the day i was born. LOL. I m sure everyone especially girls go through a phase in their shopping "endeavour" when they decide whether to get something really expensive with good quality or go for a number of the same thing of lower prices and quality. I guess in general for men, quality comes first. While for us ladies, the style comes first. But again it also depends on the kind of item and individual.

Similarly, in this world, there are people with many many friends/ acquaintances in their social circle while some have just a few real good friends. What do you prefer if you have a choice? And also, who are you to your friends? Are you the quality friend or just one of them that makes up the number?

Recently met a friend who totally just want as many pals as possible without considering the depth of relationship he may have with them. Maybe to him, networking is the essence of his life and thats y he tries to get as many friends as possible. Meet you, get your contact and keep in touch once in a while. Or rather come to you when you can provide some kinda value to his life. Honestly, i think it wouldnt hurt to know a person like this in my life. I get no harm by knowing one more person. But I don't think I will be able to build quality friendship with such person.

So i guess.. it's good to have many friends. But one should always have a few true sincere friends around and they are the ones who will be there for you most of the time.

Got the chance to talk/chat with some friends over the past few days. I must say.. i really enjoy talking to them. It may be about funny experiences in their life or sharing thoughts on similar issue. No matter what the topic is, I just enjoy talking to friends and i mean true friends. There are times when we can just joke around and mean nothing at all. But there should be times when we share what we think and feel. Knowing that a friend will share his/her thoughts and experiences with me, I simply just feel honored to be able to share the moment with them, understand each other more and build more common topic/experiences. The essence of friendship is just that simple yet difficult to achieve.

So what kind of friend are you to the ones you care? What kind of friends do you prefer? Can we be good friend to all our friends??? These questions may seem superficial but hey look around, isnt’t the world superficially complicated?

Go away bullies

A few years back, a fren of mine used to bully me a lot to the extent where i went to my best frens and boyfren (at that time) with tonnes of grudges and litres of tears. I hid my feelings and stayed strong till I entered the space i belong.

The same experience when i got slapped by a boy on the bus when i was just 7. I did not cry and did not seek for any help from others until I got down from the bus and ran to my mom who was waiting for me outside my place. Went right into mom's arms and burst into tears. After knowing the story from the little me who was trying to catch her breathe from all the crying, mom did bring me to confront the boy. I pulled her back and i had no idea why. He bullied me, slapped me, insulted me for no reason but yet i refused to confront him. I let it go. And i guess the oni reason i can give now is just i simply hate confrontation.

No matter how old u get, u still get bullied in many ways. Some will confront the bullies while some will not. I want to confront them but yet i don't. Bcos i suck at confrontation and i would still end up tearing or get more misunderstood.

That ain mean i can stand bullies. I hate them. To the core. I hate them not for bullying me, but for not knowing that they are ruining my life.

I don;t want to see them or face them. If i have a choice, i dont even want to know them. They strike, hurt u, walk away and leave u the mess. Subsequently, the people around u get affected.

I miss the familiar space i belong. I miss the people who love me. I miss the people who truly care for me. I miss being protected. I miss having someone to take away my sorrow. I miss having someone to tell me to stay strong and not cry for people who r not even worth mentioning in my life. I want to be just like a kid who can go to anyone and cry out loud with no worries. I miss the strong me. I miss not being vulnerable. I miss ...........

Go away u *** of a B**ch. or should i say just ***ch. Don't push ur luck. There is a limit to everything.

I realise??

I think I know..... I wish that i m wrong but I am relieved to realise it.

I would be free if i am right. I would not regret even if i am wrong. Bcos i have made up my mind. and i shall set myself free from this second onward.

Helpless..

Once a friend told me: "Issues that can be solved by money are not problems." To a certain extent, I think that is true. If money can solve a problem, it will not cause you that much trouble. But of course, having enough money for every problem is impossible. Also, you may argue that money is not everything. Yes, I know. Money is not all that we need in the world, but it is definitely what we can’t live without.

I think the fundamental power that money provides us with is basically the ability to control a certain situation and also to manipulate the outcome. Just like what my friend said, if money can solve the problem, it is no big deal. So money basically allows you to control the circumstances and hence resolving the shit you are facing. In another word, I think having the ability to control whether using money or other source of ability/assets is one hell important survival need we require in this world.

I am not trying to emphasis the monetary value here. Rather, I just think that having control over something, may it be big or small, is ..well.. freaking important to me. I am sure many of us want to be able to control all that is going around us. If u have a choice, would you want to be able to control how happy you are, how much you have, what will happen to you, what friends you get, what your future will be bla bla bla. But as we realize by now, there are just so much that we cannot control.

Losing control to me is not a good feeling. It really makes me feel so so helpless. I know I want something but yet I have no power to control it in order to make it come true. It is slowly killing me now as I yearn day and night for it to happen. But it will never because I have no idea who is controlling it and more significantly, I have zero clues in influencing “the controller”. You want it but you can’t have it. You want it but you can’t get it. You want it but you can’t work towards it. You want it and you know it will not happen. That’s how I feel… and how helpless I am.

But I honestly appreciate the fact that we cannot control all parts of our life. If we can, it would be chaotic. Also, if we can, there will be no miracle, no mystery, no anticipation, no excitement, no surprise..and just no color in life.

Yes.. I am just quetching here. Gotta let it out and face the real me deep within.

*May you be able to control what you want most of the time. Even if you can’t, enjoy the journey.

Simple Life

Must we live up to everyone's else expectation on you?

Should we be who others want us to be?

Is it wrong to just yearn for a simple life that you truly want?

Why is it so freaking impossible to just wanna be SIMPLE?

Why is the world so so so perplexed?

I just want... that...u know? not this, not it, not whatever... just that.

Do not tug your plans/expectation into mine. I am me and not you!

Respect! and if you don't, please just step out of my life.

and yes, I am not a tolerant person to people who don't even respect themselves.

I don't care what you think about me bcos hey I shall control my life and not you.

- super duper extremely angry ckcw5-

*PS - there is only one "YOU" and you will never know who the person is. Do not assume that is "you", bcos if you ever suspect that i m referring to you, it's probably not you :)