ko taeu

Kai ngit, you jit kai pen jiu chim ngai kong boi. Ho lo.. ngai zho pen jiu jiu le ge king boi, kong teu an kiuk sim. Em ti he ngai chi ka anyong hin han he ge met to ngai anyong. Kin ha zho to ngai an.. oi ten shiu tapi you em ti boi chok em chok. Jia to ngin ka an to lui. Ngai you moi gia sia at hi loi, ten ha you ngin shong to.

Kong shong kong lok, han he kuan gia sa ta son ji ka eh se chin. Ngai mo lit. Ngai chin he mo lit hie kuan nge.. Piong hie. Ngai piong hie.

Calling for you

Have you ever had the experience where you called someone and that person never seem to answer your phone call or greeting? I think I have, not that I can remember who though.

There was once someone told me, "I tried calling you for so many times but you never seem to pick up the phone." And I just replied, "Sorry, I wasn't there with the phone I suppose." Not that I could help it, the phone was in the office! And I have odd hours in there. :)

My point here is that whenever someone call for us, we should try our best to respond with simplest gesture. It feels similar when others call for us and we do not respond.. the 'unwanted' feeling exists.

So let's prevent that negative feeling yea, by simply responding with a yes, no, or just silent language where applicable.

rof nyleve wohc

Once upon a time there was a girl who was born on the eve of the next day. She was born with bright colours and enlightening eyes that it made her parents feel...so bonded and close to her that they leaned on her dearly!! So here comes... eVELYN@eve@lyn@missCHOW.

This girl has nice eyes but she's always deprived of sleep hence the closed eyes during the day...

"Sleepy lar.... faster liao..." (smiles)

She loves to talk... so she puts on this look whenever she's on the talkative mode.

I tell you ar, my hair's the latest one you know! It covers my pimples right here! *points*

As you have noticed those plates pushed aside, this friend also loves to eat! Man, she can appreciate food.... (And never get fat! Though she has a shirt that says "I'm fat! Really?" Well, you're not.)

"Ooooh...food...yummy.."

When you bring her for lunch with good food as such:

She will immediately say:

"I want!!!"

And being a fan of handbags and fashion, she loves to shop and put on nice things whenever she goes out.

"You, buy me that bag!"

"Look! I've got a new watch!" (Notice her bracelet and necklace too? *winks*)

Not forgetting, when she's down and out...

"Talk to the hand, people... I'm tired.." (but can still smile)

But knowing that in her journey of life this far she has met great friends, she found God through a fellowship of children similar to herself..and she can be herself just like the rest of them...

She cannot help but find freedom to live her life as God has planned for her after God said to her "I love you!"... so she appreciates her life more than before, even in the washroom. XD

And so, dear Evelyn, a very happy and blessed 21st BirthDAY!! Now that you're legal, BE GOOD ok! Here's your birthday cake!

Looks familiar?
I'll poke in the candles soon. 2 big, 1 small.

Oh ya, one more! Did you count the smiles?? Haha! :D

ps: Photos courtesy of cath and pls no stealing of photos without permission. This post is dedicated to a good friend and sister-in-Christ.

Priorities

Nothing much to talk about lately. Routine's been mostly similar and year-end is coming soon. Despite the excitement of Christmas and the grand celebration of the birth of that special someone (ooh! can't wait!), we've still got to wait for it to come. =.=

So, priorities. Ah...one difficult term to practise. Sometimes I wish there's a reminder to beep in front of me and tell me what's my priority at that moment. :D The ones with neon lights would do great.

Juggle juggle juggling... hope the balls won't fall so soon.

Facing It

Lately I have to admit...in Malaysian terms..A lot of people die lar...

*bows head*

Sigh.

Two days ago my grandaunty passed away. She was 78 years old, second in a siblinghood of 8 with my grandma as the first. At first it didn't really sink in, as grandma actually called the office for my dad? Sounds fishy when you hear a phone call from home. My first assumption was that the house got broken into, or she got cheated by some cheeky salesperson, or that something went wrong with some part of the house and needed help. At least it didn't occur to me that she had gotten hurt, else she wouldn't have called.

But it was just a call to inform that her sister passed on and she had to visit her and that someone's there to pick her up. I breathed in relief she was okay. Could not imagine how I would react if something were to happen to her.

So yea, one more left this world. She was sick for some time, and had tiny glitches in the family with my grandma too but all those belong to the past. It won't do grandma any good to hold on to those anger and unhealthy feelings. After all, what can you do to a person who is already dead except forgive and pray for eternal happiness when one's own time comes?

Grandma seemed fine as I talked to her about the past. She was in tears no doubt, being the oldest and seeing a younger sister leave first.. (In her view, the older ones should be the ones to leave first, but 3 younger siblings left already before her.) But she's taking it positive I suppose. One thing I know she's waiting for her turn.. And well I'm not quite ready for that.

But all the same, we have to face death one day. And before that day, we should live life with happiness and peace - no feelings of revenge and regret for they only cause more harm than good. Easier said than done, but one key to success: develop virtues of love, patience and endurance. Optimism. :)

I've had my times of fighting between good and bad of myself. Perhaps one day I'll share. Till then, (smile) love, be patient and endure all words. :)

Demand demanded demanded-ed?

The week passed by with this very special word: Demand. Oh how microeconomics drilled into us the very basic terms supply and demand. Not to forget monopoly and oligopoly. :) Man I thought those were games at first. Remember this guy?

Oh I miss those days.

The week went well pretty much I suppose. I was nowhere else but in office, at home and in college. And of course, on the roads of Kuching. There were good news, and so also were there not-so-good news. But it's fine. Balance, as a friend termed it.

As I reflected on my previous week, I realise we seem to live in demand of others. Why so, you may ask. Take for example, a father wants his son to be involved with his surroundings. From there freedom is given to the son to go out with friends, have fun, make mistakes and come back for money to pay up the mistakes etc.. What I meant by the son living in demand of the father is that he is to get himself out of the house and mix around. That's equilibrium supply he's giving to his dad. But once the son mixes with the wrong type of friends where gambling, drinking and smoking are priorities, he's giving his dad a great leap in surplus. Hence we hear of the usual 'You're grounded' from the father to lower the ceiling price and get down back in the "safe-equal" zone.

I suppose that teaches us to weigh ourselves; are we living to a person's demand or are we just trying to be ourselves. It's complicated when you think of it from the surface, but take time to wonder how it is to live within demand of oneself. That's freedom of life.

Everyone has the right to live, for that is why we were born into this world.

The Silver Lining

Ever had the experience where you get hit so badly by the strong wind (just as how Kuching is down with heavy rain lately - due to the 'ending' strong wind from Sumatera), and that you get flown away, or if not you are clinging unto something really desperately.

But with every dark cloud, there is a silver lining.

Notice the "ends" of the cloud? Just like how there is a horizon when you look out into the sea.

And from these, we know that no matter how violent the wind blows, and no matter how fierce the waves are, there will always be something to hope for in the end. It's just the matter of wanting to hope for the better, and see the best; or hope for the worse, and witness the worst.

I just got hit by the "ends" of the neighboring typhoon and I fell down really badly. But I'm holding on still, to the best I could - so that when the wind passes, I will stand up again and smile at the blue sky above me.

My Wish

Sometimes I wish you'll just stop talking.
Sometimes I wish you'll continue speaking.
Sometimes it's just the wrong timing that you talk.
Sometimes it's just the wrong word you speak.

Sometimes I keep what you said to me.
Sometimes I lie as though you never spoke.
Sometimes the greatest speech you make never was the best.
Sometimes the words you said were never met.

Sometimes I just wish you would think twice to understand
Sometimes I just wish you will not look at it from the front
Sometimes I just wish you would be a friend as you said
Sometimes I wish.. perhaps it's just me.

It's all back to me.

I Stand

The look that I yearn

The smile that I long

The laughter that I seek

All lies which turned bleak

The times of trouble

The times of pain

The times of sorrow

All now become plain

The moments of truth

The glitters of joy

The mountains of gladness

All never seem to start again

I'm calling you

I'm begging you

I'm trusting you the least I could

And I will stand, I will stand

I will stand

And strong I will stand up to be

And all I hope for

is that you will stand with me

Just this once.

Rest-more-less

With the fact that fever cooked up yesterday and extinguished my fire, I fell into a more or less "rest-more" mode. All I wanted to do was sleep. Sounds good for a sick person no?

Well yeah, I slept. And (phone call!) woke up, and slept and (biological clock rang - time's up!) woke up and... So much for rest that didn't seem like rest at all. It made me worse.

Fever went down a little and I remained like a lifeless soul. Terrible feeling. To say I were to rest, I ended up watching tv and reading about Oligopoly? How restless my day was. The night was spent with no benefit that I woke up at midnight just to feel my body heating up again. There went rest in heat.

Today's rather fine, fever left early this morning which I had to be grateful for. And now I'm so called 'quaratined' at home that things got more restless. Sigh.

I want ice-cream sundae.

ILI

I caught it. Out of the blue, green, orange whatever weather... flu. It's so annoying. The fact that there are things to get done urgently and I'm down with this annoying water streaming down my nose like some free-flowing stream.. Disgusting it may sound, but it's terribly annoying when you're busy. Bear with me if you're to continue reading.

I am not to dwell in my flu. Don't worry. I'll just talk alongside it. :D

ILI. Well it does concern me, with the "What if" questions.. I'm sure you know what kind of questions I'm referring to. Had to bear the headache for waking up middle of the nights to breathe. Dad said it sounded like I turned into a goldfish. ('Cause he said I had to gasp for air every now and then with sadly blocked nose) Oh yea, similar. Not that I can help it.

Picture courtesy of google search.

So it's down to day two. Let's see who wins the fight. White blood cells, you there?

Anyway, it you've got something similar, do practise proper hygiene and if need be, do consult a doctor to make sure you are well enough not to spread to others. I'll do my part, while you do yours and stay away from me - just this once. :)

Squeeze Me

When I used to say "excuse me" to get through a crowd or just to be polite when walking pass in front of someone, my friend would tease me by saying "squeeze me, squeeze me" and thereafter I would be given a great big squeeze. Sounds so innocent, ain't it?

"Excuse me". What an important word. Without this said gently, there will never be a sense of politeness. But that's not just it. What if you turn down your tone a little when saying it; it will sound as if you are clarifying an issue. And if you increase your pitching a bit higher, it will sound as if you are defending yourself against an issue - feeling upset over a remark or statement.

Lately do you notice there are less "excuse me's" being said. And even if there are some, most are said harshly, in a hurry, or just with the I-don't-want-to-say-it tone. Can't imagine how it would be if this 'squeeze me' word extincts..

Will you let it slip away just like that? Let's preserve it; for we humans always prefer a polite "Excuse me" when someone walks in front of you while you were talking, and not just 'fly pass' without saying a word. Do unto others what you want others to do unto you, aye?