Sunday, October 12, 2008
i read this from one of my friend's blog which i personally find it meaningful and real.
something short and sweet and real :
"在爱情的世界里，没有谁对不起谁，只有谁不珍惜谁"
"这辈子的幸福由我自己去争取，不再由你支配"
"寂寞的夜里想起你，但你已不再这里"
"满分的男人找不到，零分的男人到处跑"
kathleen was here writing on 10/12/2008 01:05:00 PM
Saturday, October 11, 2008
How often have we asked ourselves this question?
When was the last time you really relaxed, without a stir of emotions except for pure tranquil and peace, without a single thought in your mind.
When was the last time you gave someone a really big tight hug, and received one of equal warmth?
When was the last time you felt a great sense of satisfaction?
When was the last time you were feeling so excited that you can’t stop talking and your feet are ready to leave the ground?
When was the last time you kissed, passionately, for more than two minutes? Or five?
When was the last time you read an incredible book that you had to tell ten friends about it immediately?
When was the last time you enjoyed a leisurely stroll?
When was the last time you were utterly impressed with yourself?
When was the last time you whiled your time away with a couple of friends on a weekday afternoon?
When was the last time you cried at a movie?
When was the last time you shed tears of joy?
When was the last time you were truly, uninhibitedly, wholeheartedly, happy?
When was the last time you you asked yourself this question, and begin to realise how the realiies of life, the non-stop bustling of work and life has caught up with you so much that you had forgotten about this little soul inside you that is screaming for some attention and love?
kathleen was here writing on 10/11/2008 05:25:00 PM
Sunday, October 5, 2008
There is always a time for everything.
A time for joy, a time for sorrow;
A time for love, a time for forgiveness;
A time for celebration, a time for reflection;
A time for achievement, a time for preparation;
A time for giving, a time for receiving;
A time for thinking, a time for playing;
A time for learning, a time for erring;
A time for birth, a time for death.
Why is knowing this so important to all of us? Because recently I realised the full meaning and relevance of this concept.
Sometimes it can take a person years to understand something, but when the time comes, they just knew. Sometimes when you tell someone not to do something, but they would still do it because that’s not the time yet to learn.
So, learn to be patient with these people. It takes time to know a person well, and it takes time to know yourself well.
It takes time to learn to accept other people, and it takes time for others to accept you.
Remember friends, there is a time for everything. When the time is not ripe yet, sharpen your knife and get ready.
kathleen was here writing on 10/05/2008 11:27:00 AM
Saturday, October 4, 2008
after 29 days each month, our meet up is here once again.. L.Y.N on action.. dining, chatting, groceries shopping etcc was fun with Missy L & Missy N...
i was late for the meet up due to last min meeting that ends late and luckily the girls went to the hong kong cafe at marina square first.. lol.. and i called them up to order my food.. ytd was an awesome day.. by the time, i reach the cafe, the food was jus served to our table.. so coincidence. =D
i was the joker of the day.. i told missy L & missy N alot of cold jokes and some nonsense stuffs.. lol.. i shall share what we had yesterday :
巧克力树 ~ The Cocoa Trees
红发廊 ~ REDS Salon
玛力哪华语 ~ Marina Mandarin
爱美路 ~ Iced Milo
欢迎你来到新达城 ~ Welcome to Suntec City
家乐福 ~ Carrefour
LOL.. missy L & missy N were like dotzz.... and we all laugh till our cheeks went cramp... lol...
well, i shall let the pics doing the talking... =D
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kathleen was here writing on 10/04/2008 08:56:00 PM
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Friendship.....
As the saying goes, "No man is an island". I'd say I'm fortunate to have met many nice people along life's journey, some of whom have become my very good friends. I have actually extracted the following from one of the web online. Enjoy reading, my dear friends.
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In kindergarten your idea of a good friend was the person who:
let you have the red crayon when all that was left was the ugly black one.
In primary school your idea of a good friend was the person who:
went to the bathroom with you;
held your hand as you walked through the scary halls;
helped you stand up to the class bully;
shared their lunch with you when you forgot yours on the bus;
saved a seat on the back of the bus for you;
knew who you had a crush on and never understood why.
In secondary school your idea of a good friend was the person who:
let you copy the social studies homework;
went to that "cool" party with you so you wouldn't wind up being the only freshie there;
did not let you lunch alone.
In pre-university your idea of a good friend was the person who:
gave you rides in their new car;
convinced your parents that you shouldn't be grounded;
consoled you when you broke up with Nick or Susan;
found you a date to the prom or went to the prom with you (both without dates);
helped you pick a university and assured you that you would get into that university;
helped you deal with your parents who were having a hard time letting you go.
On the threshold of adulthood your idea of a good friend was the person who:
was there when you just couldn't deal with your parents;
assured you that now that you and Nick or you and Susan were back together you could make it through anything;
just silently hugged you as you looked through blurry eyes at 18 years of memories;
and reassured you that you would make it in university
as well as you had these past 18 years;
and most importantly sent you off to university knowing you were loved.
Now, your idea of a good friend is still the person who:
gives you the better of the two choices,
hold your hand when you're scared,
helps you fight off those who try to take advantage of you,
thinks of you at times when you are not there,
reminds you of what you have forgotten,
helps you put the past behind you but understands when you need to hold on to it a little longer,
stays with you so that you have confidence,
goes out of their way to make time for you,
helps you clear up your mistakes,
helps you deal with pressure from others,
smiles for you when they are sad,
helps you become a better person, and most importantly loves you!
Pass on to those friends of the past, and those of the future...
and those you have met along the way.
Thank you for being a friend. No matter where we go or who we become, never forget who helped us get there.
There's never a wrong time to pick up a phone or send a message telling your friends how much you miss them or how much you love them. You know who you are, and i wan to remind you.
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We met as strangers,
thrown together by fate.
Some of you grow up with me,
others I have only known a short while.
Some of you I have hugged constantly over the years,
and others I met at a time when hugging was 'un-cool',
and it has stayed that way,
though the times have changed around us.
Some of you I have not yet met in person.
Everyone of you has enriched my life.
You have helped to teach me,
to guide me on this often turning
and forking road of life.
You have been with me through the good times and the bad.
You have comforted me when I cried,
held me when I was afraid,
and laughed with me when I was happy.
And though the distance between us is not great,
it is great enough.
I am no longer afraid to reach out and hug you,
in fact I long to do it.
You had walked with me for so long,
that I was afraid to venture on alone.
Yet even as I feared the dark of night,
along came others to help me on my journey,
in hopes that I would walk with them,
so they need not journey on alone.
They picked up where you left off,
and now they are no longer strangers.
Who are you?
You might be my brother, my sister, my cousin, an old aquaintance or a new one.
But first and foremost, I call you friend.
And I miss you if you are away,
and if you are here,
then I thank you for standing by my side.
And so I want you to know that someone somewhere
is thinking of you,
praying for you,
and loving you,
And that person is me.
May God grant you peace and happiness in your times of trail, and watch over you,
so that one day we will meet again.
kathleen was here writing on 10/01/2008 07:54:00 PM
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