Here is a list of 15 things which, if you give up on them, will make your life a lot easier and much, much happier. We hold on to so many things that cause us a great deal of pain, stress and suffering – and instead of letting them all go, instead of allowing ourselves to be stress free and happy – we cling on to them. Not anymore. Starting today we will give up on all those things that no longer serve us, and we will embrace change. Ready? Here we go:
Happened to browse through Miley Cyrus’ Twitter and then saw this quote:
Happiness does not depend on what you have or who you are, it solely relies on what you think. – Buddha
That’s something that I should ponder about. Not sure if this is gonna work but I’m thanking you for letting me see this.
p/s: and simply because of this I’m gonna be your follower. :)
So roughly two months ago I received a Facebook message from Cherylene asking me whether I wanna go for a trip to Bali, the reason being that she’s going with Shu Min and it’s dangerous for them to go without guys.
You might think it’s funny for me, as in just one guy, to go with them, what’s in your face is that they asked my bestie Lawrence along too. And I guess that’s not a bad match-up, best friends vs best friends. :)
I didn’t really have plenty of chances to get outta Malaysia since my passport expired years ago. In fact the only country I’ve ever visited is Singapore due to the fact that I have an aunt staying there. So after some quick consultations with parents I was granted this ‘exclusive pass’ to Bali.
It was intended that we would be having the trip during the end of February (which, in other words, was in the midst of my once-in-four-years birthday). Eventually an inevitable delay occurred thanks to the plane ticket being fully booked well before we’d made up our minds to participate in the trip.
Notice that it’s a delay, not cancellation. We still succeeded in purchasing tickets in mid April. So it’s official that the four of us would be going to Bali! :D
Explanation of the title just in case you really seriously don’t understand: the fact that I am a millionaire is due to Rupiah being extremely small. One Ringgit Malaysia equals to more or less 2995 (or simply 3000) Rupiah. We brought RM 400-500, in other words, in their country, we’re all millionaires! :my work is done here:
游子啊
当你在大千世界闯荡的时候
是否曾想过
家里的爹娘
日盼夜盼着你报平安的一通电话？
—-
游子啊
当你在繁华城市游走的当儿
家人的面孔
有没有曾经在你脑里一闪而过
自己又有没有做什么让他们担心的事？
—-
游子啊
你记不记得
曾几何时你说过
课余放假一定回家
你记不记得
某年某日你承诺
家书有空务必会写？
—-
游子啊
请体恤老人家思想陈旧保守
唠叨 罗嗦 婆婆妈妈
他们的出发点
也无非是为了你好
难不成想还自己的骨肉吗？
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游子啊
你不知道
在他们说放心的背后
藏着多少眼泪
却骗你说
只是眼睛进了沙子
眼眶红通通
却瞎掰着
只是刚切了洋葱？
—-
游子啊
回家吧
爹娘想念你了
—-和我一个要出远门的好朋友共勉之
既然劝不动你，只想要跟你说，你妈很担心你，从她的愁眉中不难看出
有时间记得打电话回家跟她聊两句
你不知道，听到你的声音，她会开心个几天。
:)
Fame is, I think, just a disgusting by-product of what I do. It’s quite a delicate creature— it’s a wild animal of sorts. It can love you, and then it can attack you. I still want to be as approachable and relatable as possible—when I meet fans and they’re crying, I’ll say, “Calm down, there’s nothing to cry about. I’m not going to bite you or attack you or grant you three wishes. Let’s just hang out and have a good time.” But really, I stopped focusing on what other people think a while ago. If you try to be everything to everyone, you’ll only end up completely confused.
Fourth of July. I’ll have my teenage dream come true in the cinema.
Pretty please come to Malaysia..
俗话说人生如戏。而每一部戏剧，务必有自己的主题曲，人生也是如此。生活里总是充满了这一首首旋律，不论冗长简短，不论拍子节奏，不论上道过时，歌词字里行间都叙述着一段又一段美好回忆，在每一次的点选中交替播放。
三天前政府检定考试成绩出炉了，妹妹的华文有点差强人意。这一点我还挺心虚的，毕竟在报考的时候我还鼓励她拿华文，却没有抽出时间传授我的小功夫。
新闻说华文课的及格率和平均积分都比往年更好，但报考人数减少了，前者是好事，但后者是越来越惹人担忧的大麻烦。
从我刚上中学开始，我们就被灌输着“在SPM里，要在华文科考A，比登天还难”的理念，除了因为学校华文师资严重缺乏（全校只有一位全职华文老师从中二到中五都一手包办，另外有两名其他学校的老师负责中一），也因为是国中的关系，基本上学校只安排一星期最多三节的华文课。对有心学华文的学生来说，三节实在不够。以往在小学我可是天天都有两节华文课的，中学的区区三节课，学什么都不是。
结果，我们就趁着星期五提早下课的那一段空档补上了每星期两小时的华文课，牺牲最大的当然是华文老师，明明自己就没有义务要这么做，她还是肩负着为中国文化找寻继承者的使命，横眉冷对千夫指，任凭外人怎么冷眼相待，仍然为了给我们的未来铺路而鞠躬尽瘁。 Continue Reading
Everything is subjected to changes. You can either make it worse or better.
