This morning, I woke up accompanied with fits of euphoria. It appeared the moment I open my eyes. I was greeted by the shy morning ray that shine through my window. Simple bliss. Then while bathing, the euphoria feelings subtly came upon me again and I felt really joyful. Just before I stepped out of the door, I saw my reflection in the mirror. My make-up is perfect, volumized hair, dazzling smile, and was drenched with sweet smelling perfume. I was ready for the day. It wasn't a surprise to know that by the time I was walking to the train station, I was already beaming from ear to ear. What an unique change since I was dragging my feet to work every morning.
But somewhere along the way; on the train, during WORK, during lunch and all the other nook and corner of the daily routine, people come along and took a piece of that joy away from me. Some of the demanded things to be done their way, some impose their ways on me, others use words to dampen my spirit and yet other just behave indifferently. Stupidly, I allow them to do just that; stripping me of my beauty and the felicity I had.
Who are these people anyway?
It is people like you and me. Are you guilty of doing that to someone? Plundering them of their joy because of the cause of your words and actions? Maybe something you did or say carelessly is the turning point of somebody's day where all they wished they didn't even leave their home?
I am guilty as charge.
Many times, I flippantly said or do things that may cause others their misery. Which in turn may be passed on to someone else. Before I know it, it spinned off and circulate to other people they come into contact with. I may have ruined the day of many people! What a heavy sentence.
God says his love is new every morning. Let us keep ourselves in check all the time. Each new day can be a day where we make a difference in somebody's life. Small things count.
Go the extra miles if you can. Say something nice. Smile. Pass it on.
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Animals kingdom
Right now, I'm sitting at my work station freezing my ass off in my office's artic condition. My fingers are numbed by the cold wind from the blast of the air-conditioning. Hate that feeling.
This is the first time I am blogging while working, hopefully I won't get scolding from anyone.
Work has been really frustrating of late. I really hate taking calls. These people are really rude and are hurling insults at me at the speed of 300words/minute. All my self-esteems are trampled on the ground and thrown out the window. I seems to go home everyday empty inside. It is no wonder I feel so tired everyday. It is really a challenging task. People scrutinised me with every words I spoke, trying to pick out every mistake I make.
People are so hard to please..
It is a real test of faith for me learning how to love people who are unlovable. Jesus died for me just as He died for them. He loves me as just He love them. So why should I feel that they are not worthy of His death?
I should really slapped myself for thinking that but it just come to me. My mind is known for having a mind of its own, if I am allowed to say that. =) She is a classic character i must say. My body is a slave to her whims and fancy.
I find myself having bad blood with human being in general. I have a general animosity towards them. This feeling amplified itself when I am in the train on my way to and from work, during work. However, come to think about it, it is basically every other time I come into close proximity of them.
It come to a point that I start to question "is it just me or it is them?"
I may be a freak for all I know. *shrudder*
Maybe I should be like Wendy. She loves animal more than human. I used to think that her thinking is uncanny but think again she may be right. At least animals wouldn't shove me around on public transport (they are not even allowed in right?), call me up and throw me upside down with their words (or barking/meowing/neighing/whatevering). Hypothethically, if I own a pet, they will be the one that sit by me when I am lonely and listen to me. Wendy sweared that her dog, Jaz, understands her when she talked to him.
Talking about that, it reminded me of the little black dog that is around my neighbourhood. He/She is always resting at my void deck almost every morning when I am on my way to work. When the elevator's floor pry open, I will simply see her standing there looking at me. Sometimes during my evening jog, she will be at the park doing her usual walk. At times, she will join me for a some distance until she found something more interesting that deserve her attention. I reckoned that she belongs to some family living in the first level where she is allowed free reign around the neighbour. When it is time for meal, she will then head back to her home. That is what I call faithfulness. =) Even man can't do that! Haha..
Oh I think I have done a major side track from my misery at work to animals. Anyway, I hope this post entertain you guys. Since majority of it is about animals, this post shall be dedicated to ms wendy.
I'm outta here.
This is the first time I am blogging while working, hopefully I won't get scolding from anyone.
Work has been really frustrating of late. I really hate taking calls. These people are really rude and are hurling insults at me at the speed of 300words/minute. All my self-esteems are trampled on the ground and thrown out the window. I seems to go home everyday empty inside. It is no wonder I feel so tired everyday. It is really a challenging task. People scrutinised me with every words I spoke, trying to pick out every mistake I make.
People are so hard to please..
It is a real test of faith for me learning how to love people who are unlovable. Jesus died for me just as He died for them. He loves me as just He love them. So why should I feel that they are not worthy of His death?
I should really slapped myself for thinking that but it just come to me. My mind is known for having a mind of its own, if I am allowed to say that. =) She is a classic character i must say. My body is a slave to her whims and fancy.
I find myself having bad blood with human being in general. I have a general animosity towards them. This feeling amplified itself when I am in the train on my way to and from work, during work. However, come to think about it, it is basically every other time I come into close proximity of them.
It come to a point that I start to question "is it just me or it is them?"
I may be a freak for all I know. *shrudder*
Maybe I should be like Wendy. She loves animal more than human. I used to think that her thinking is uncanny but think again she may be right. At least animals wouldn't shove me around on public transport (they are not even allowed in right?), call me up and throw me upside down with their words (or barking/meowing/neighing/whatevering). Hypothethically, if I own a pet, they will be the one that sit by me when I am lonely and listen to me. Wendy sweared that her dog, Jaz, understands her when she talked to him.
Talking about that, it reminded me of the little black dog that is around my neighbourhood. He/She is always resting at my void deck almost every morning when I am on my way to work. When the elevator's floor pry open, I will simply see her standing there looking at me. Sometimes during my evening jog, she will be at the park doing her usual walk. At times, she will join me for a some distance until she found something more interesting that deserve her attention. I reckoned that she belongs to some family living in the first level where she is allowed free reign around the neighbour. When it is time for meal, she will then head back to her home. That is what I call faithfulness. =) Even man can't do that! Haha..
Oh I think I have done a major side track from my misery at work to animals. Anyway, I hope this post entertain you guys. Since majority of it is about animals, this post shall be dedicated to ms wendy.
I'm outta here.
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Updates
For that split moment, I almost forgotten my sign in password to blogger. This really shows how long I haven't been updating my blog. What a pity since there is so much happening this few weeks. I decided not to blog about all those delibrately now that it is over. Also due to my laziness. Shall let it surface when the urge for me to write about it comes to me.
Every evening, I came home with a load of tired and aching bones. Dragging my feet home every night. Not that there is much to complain at work. It is the good type of tired. It means I really worn myself out working and going out. Its definately the good kind. (though i do wish for more sleeping time)
What can I say? It is still the same me, same dreams and same grouse. Hehe... I thought it will be good for me to update of my recent life, telling you guys that I am well. (very well lah..) Internship has really been exciting!!! And period to exams. (what can i say??)
Just came home from dinner with Xueli. Had a good laugh over silly things. It was really nice to know that some things still remains unchange, especially friendship. =) It definately warms my heart.
Anyway, all my language sense seems to be left at the door replaced my monotous rumbling. I better stop now before I shame myself further. I have to pushed the blame to my tiredness. They are the culprit. Really. I swear.
Every evening, I came home with a load of tired and aching bones. Dragging my feet home every night. Not that there is much to complain at work. It is the good type of tired. It means I really worn myself out working and going out. Its definately the good kind. (though i do wish for more sleeping time)
What can I say? It is still the same me, same dreams and same grouse. Hehe... I thought it will be good for me to update of my recent life, telling you guys that I am well. (very well lah..) Internship has really been exciting!!! And period to exams. (what can i say??)
Just came home from dinner with Xueli. Had a good laugh over silly things. It was really nice to know that some things still remains unchange, especially friendship. =) It definately warms my heart.
Anyway, all my language sense seems to be left at the door replaced my monotous rumbling. I better stop now before I shame myself further. I have to pushed the blame to my tiredness. They are the culprit. Really. I swear.
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