Sunday, August 29, 2010

宝贵的礼物

很久没有用华文子了。想当年,我是多么享受些华文作文/散文的。如今,简直是没有再用华文写作了。 华人啊!不可撇弃中文啊!哈哈。

今天是星期天。因为担心恩恩去joggerthon会跌倒还是什么的,所以就跟爸爸陪她一起去跑。这个joggerthon 是由华校举办的。 (详细资料,我不知道。) 一大清早就赶呀赶,冲到一中去。 爸爸先放我和恩恩在校门口,就去找停车的地方。 我就牵着恩恩的手,踏入那陌生的地方。 看到一个大婶,牵着一个女孩,心想她应该会知道要去哪里报道。

“嗨! 请问一下,小学生组别要在哪里集合?”
“噢,在跑道前那里。”
“OK,谢谢你啊!”
“你也是来陪女儿跑啊?”
“Err,是跟我妹妹来的。”
“哦!不是她的妈妈。哈哈,我还以为是个这么年轻的妈妈。嘿嘿!”

=.=||| 是我有一点老啊,还是我看起来像是个早婚的少女?! T^T


唉,就是这么一段非常伤心的对话。心也快碎了。。。

Gracie and daddy.

出乎预料,恩恩的 stamina 很惊人!第三十名啊!是很厉害,很厉害的了!我都输给她了啦!或许真的是有老了一点。 (一点而已!) 不要紧,我会加紧练习,增强体力!是时候该再去游泳了。 刚刚好啊,假期快到了。 再忍一忍!

Joggerthon 过后,爸爸就带我们到咖啡店去吃早餐。 第一次和爸爸一起出去找地方吃早餐。 感觉。。。很开心,很幸福。 :) 爸爸就点了番茄酱粿条,介绍给我吃。 蛮好吃的。 我点了我的 teh tarik。 三个人早上运动后,一起吃早餐。 :) 感觉很不错,我很喜欢。

特别是与家人一起。

家人,永远是上帝给我们最好的礼物。 家人,是上帝特别选给我们的。 世上多么多人,而从这么多人中,我们有缘的成为了一家人。 彼此被上帝所连的缘线牵着,就是要我们互相扶持,互相关照,互相疼爱。 :) 就算整个世界离弃了你,家人还是会在你知道的那个地方等你。 只要你懂得珍惜,你永远会知道那个地方在哪里。 所以,当我很是伤心的时候,我喜欢跟家人在一起。


不管我长得多大了,只要我有需要,我还是可以像个小孩一样回到家中。 像小孩般哭诉,要不就在哪里大哭。 有时他们并不需要知道发生了什么事,但轻声地一句安慰,仿佛再给了我力量。 不需要太多的行动,却足以医治一颗受伤的心灵。 在父母眼里,我们永远都长不大嘛。 所以,他们永远都会在那里保护我们,担心孩子在外头吃了苦,担心孩子熬不了,担心孩子扛不起。 担心得恨不得自己可以帮我们承担一切。 我很喜欢这样的家。 因为他们永远爱我,因为他们永远支持我,因为他们永远接纳我,因为他们不曾嫌弃我。。。

因为他们是无法取代的宝物。

* * *

我呢,就是要做自己。

开心的时候,我要散播快乐的种子; 伤心的时候,我也不会隐藏我的感受。
想笑的时候,我会开心的笑; 想哭的时候,我不会在你面前哭。
(怎样都好,要装坚强啊!哈哈哈!)
但真的不行时,我也不会憋着泪。
逼不得已时,我不会掩盖我一丝的情感,喜怒哀乐是正常的。

想做的,不会再犹豫。
喜欢的,会勇敢去争取。
不喜欢的,休想我去做。
但若不喜欢的,却又真的是该去做的,我。。。会尽力的。


是谁让我想通了这些?
好像是。。。你们吧? :)

Friday, August 27, 2010

Go blind.

It's when the whole world go blind, then only people would see each other's heart.

Because it's when we can't see with our eyes, the heart opens its eyes.

Be happy. but not?

You truly wish someone to be happy, but whatever you do is only adding the sorrow to their life, isn't that sad?

You thought that by making yourself happy, you would make other people happy, but in the end, no one is happy at all.

Why did we let this happen?

Why...

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Happiness.

Happiness is such a relative term that it sometimes loses definition.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Hold my hand.

*sigh*

i don't know why, but it doesn't seem easy.

Recently i find it really tiring and difficult to serve God. I don't have the time, i don't have the energy. I'm not sure if i should take a break from everything, and i meant everything. But i am not too if it's the right choice to do.

I reached home later than midnight today after attending a Church meeting which ended at midnight. I grabbed some Chipsmore once i reached home, was having gastric attack. Then i went upstairs to my room, mom opened her room door, 'Oh, you're back dy. You jut got home?' I nodded, 'Yeah, a while ago. [pause] You know what, i sometimes feel really tired serving God.' But the door was closed dy, i guess she was tired, just came out to check if i was home. She closed the door after asking.

I want to sing songs to You, Lord. I still want to sing songs of praises to you even though i am busy. This is something i want to give You. This is something i want to do for You. This is something i want You to hear. However, my hectic schedule is really gonna wear me out soon.

But still, if i were to take this challenge. Please, i would request just one tiny thing: hold my hand. :)

I'm tired.
But i will come to You
and You would give me rest.

Friday, July 30, 2010

Boo.

stop all this.

don't try anymore.

quit.

don't simply tell stories to people whom you have just met.

say goodbye.


YAY! That's more like it. Hopefully...it's understood.
Alright, time to sleep.

Update (2)

Err, you see. It's like this. I did want to post something up, but i always had things to do. When i have nothing to do, it's either the mood was not right, or i had forgotten what i wanted to type. So... the blog is left abandoned. :)

I have so many things wanted to update. About he offer of UKM twinning programme till the recent ones. But i had no time to update at all. Again, i was caught in a dilemma. I really don't get it. Why was it that when i finally surrendered, another door of 'HOPE' was opened. Did it mean that the current choice was not right and that a better one was opened up for me, or what? Why was it so torturing? I was asked to accept things, and when i finally persuaded my stubbornness not to fight anymore, here came a chance for 'turning back' or 'turning into a new junction' which seemed to be shining with the flame of HOPE. What were all those??? You see. When i desperately wanted to leave there was no 2nd chance, so i was kinda hoped for it. But then when the chance was given to me to choose again, i stood there, trembling, shaking, unable to make up my mind. What an irony! I once wished fervently for it, yet now afraid when the chance came. I was too afraid to go anywhere anymore. After a few struggles, i decided not to go. Don't ask me why. I just felt that i don't need to leave, though i wish i could. (though i wish i HAD.) Oh well. Life's good so far. *forcing a nooooood.*

It's not about the choosing to go or to stay; it's not about 2nd chance and staying. It's just something else. But i'm fixing it, so gimme some time. And perhaps. Less words of wisdom and more realistic actions will do? :)

Hmm. Oh yea, i'm driving to school everyday now. And also dinaikkan pangkat ke driver. LOL. Sometimes i'd have to fetch bro and sis. Sigh. You know, life is getting...more EXCITING! (yea. excitinggg.) I have to wake up 530am everyday. Left home at 610am to avoid traffic jam. What to do. Three other schools outside the road to my campus. But now i'm adjusted to it dy. In fact, i think it's better to keep it like this. I reached school around 630am and so i have plenty of quite moment. :) To read some Christianity books. It's not too bad after all eh. :)

I still don't get it why would someone say something at the first place if he/she didn't mean it at all? Different brains interpret differently. Pity the poor unlucky brain which interpreted it wrongly.

School tomorrow. T.T (It's SATURDAY.)
My weekend. Sobs.