When I don't feel like doing anything...

Start new semester.

Not happy at all.

I hope she feels the same way too...

I miss her. I really do.

Does she know it?

Does she realize how important is she to me?

Does she know how deep the footprints she has left in my heart?

I hope she knows.

It's Time To Wake Up!

Finally, I'm updating my blog again. I feel moody.

After spending my 3 weeks of holiday in UM for MASC, I left only 1 week of holiday before the new semester begin.

I'm not moody because of 2/3 of my holiday is gone. In fact, I felt glad that I joined MASC and became part of the team though it was tiring. I enjoyed spending my time with a team of friends whom were striving for the same goal.

I enjoyed getting to know many new friends from other institutions.

I have a habit which is to read everyone's blog before I begin posting a new one. And since I was busy with my project last week, this week I have many posts to catch up with.

Reading about others' life, is good in a sense that sometimes I could reflect upon it.

5 weeks of holiday, what have I been doing?

I felt like I've wasted so much time. I've missed out many things. When others are progressing, what am I doing?

I felt like I am being static for a long time. Never move at all from the starting point.

There are many things I want to do. But I never get it done. When will I?

It's time for a change. A change within me. I never want to feel the same way again next year. This is a vow I made to myself.

Three Wishes of Alexander The Great

There is very instructive incident involving the life of Alexander, the great Greek king. Alexander, after conquering many kingdoms, was returning home. On the way, he fell ill and it took him to his death bed.

With death staring him in his face, Alexander realized how his conquests, his great army, his sharp sword and all his wealth were of no consequence. He now longed to reach home to see his mother's face and bid her his last adieu.

But, he had to accept the fact that his sinking health would not permit him to reach his distant homeland. So, the mighty conqueror lay prostrate and pale, helplessly waiting to breathe his last.

He called his generals and said, "I will depart from this world soon, I have three wishes, please carry them out without fail." With tears flowing down their cheeks, the generals agreed to abide by their king's last wishes.

"My first desire is that," said Alexander, "My physicians alone must carry my coffin."

After a pause, he continued, "Secondly, I desire that when my coffin is being carried to the grave, the path leading to the graveyard be strewn with gold, silver and precious stones which I have collected in my treasury."

The king felt exhausted after saying this. He took a minute's rest and continued. "My third and last wish is that both my hands be kept dangling out of my coffin."

The people who had gathered there wondered at the king's strange wishes. But no one dare bring the question to their lips.

Alexander's favorite general kissed his hand and pressed them to his heart. "O king, we assure you that your wishes will all be fulfilled. But tell us why do you make such strange wishes?"

At this Alexander took a deep breath and said: "I would like the world to know of the three lessons I have just learnt.

I want my physicians to carry my coffin because people should realize that no doctor can really cure any body. They are powerless and cannot save a person from the clutches of death. So let not people take life for granted.

The second wish of strewing gold, silver and other riches on the way to the graveyard is to tell people that not even a fraction of gold will come with me. I spent all my life earning riches but cannot take anything with me. Let people realize that it is a sheer waste of time to chase wealth.

And about my third wish of having my hands dangling out of the coffin, I wish people to know that I came empty handed into this world and empty handed I go out of this world." With these words, the king closed his eyes. Soon he let death conquer him and breathed his last.

Carrot, egg or coffee?

A carrot, an egg, and a cup of coffee...You will never look at a cup of coffee the same way again.

A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up, She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.

Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil; without saying a word.

In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, ' Tell me what you see.' 'Carrots, eggs, and coffee,' she replied.

Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg.
Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma. The daughter then asked, 'What does it mean, mother?'

Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak.

The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened.

The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water...
'Which are you?' she asked her daughter. 'When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?

Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?

Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?

Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?

May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you happy.

The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.

The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you can't go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches. When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling.

Live your life so at the end, you're the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.

May we all be COFFEE!!!

A Change I Need Within Me

My best friend told me that I should change the way I talk. I'm a very direct, straight forward and firm person. And my style of talking is always quite hard according to her. Hard here means sometimes without realizing, I might hurt others even though my intention was good.

She said I should learn to talk in a softer way. So that when I give my opinions, it is easier to be accepted by others. And it won't give them any hard feelings.

I thought deeply when she told me this. I recall back all the past situations I've been through when talking to people. I realized what she said was right.

I feel that sometimes the way I talk is harsh/arrogant/firm/serious/*whatever bad adjectives you can think of*. I know this is bad. I know I must change for a better me.

This ain't easy. But I will do my best!

To all my friends who have walked into my life:

Thank you for your patience and understanding.

I truly cherish all of you.

Continuous Journey...

Yesterday just went to a friend's birthday party. The feeling was great! ^^ I get to meet all my old friends whom I seldom see in a year. We talked a lot and it was fun!

I know that everyone has their own life and paths to go. Nothing is going to stay the same forever. But somehow there's always a point in our track which enables us to meet again during our journey. That point of destination is always the best and memorable one.

I know many people are hoping to stay longer at that point. But life has to carry on. We cannot stay at the point forever. The road is still long. And we need to move on.

So everyone though feeling hard to let go, we still continue our own journey. Depart from that point. Where everyone has different directions to go to.

I always hope I can always reach this point many times in my life. I hope it can appears frequently in my path. So that I can always meet up with my beloved friends and spend time with them listening and sharing our life's journey...

Just to update!

I'm back! ^^

This is my hometown...

I just love Malacca...

Malacca River

I doubt you can still find such a nostalgic dining place in this modernized world

Musical Fountain

Jetty Sea View

Historical Place

Malacca Clock Tower

River Cruise

Beautiful sunset view from Eye on Malaysia

Guess what's this?

Old Bridge

Old Buildings

Western Style Pathway

MASC Intensive Workshop

1st day of workshop: Woke up at 6.30am. Went for jogging until 7.45am. Rest and bathing time for 45 minutes. 9.00am sharp went to faculty to start work. Lunck break 1 hour from 1.00pm to 2.00pm. Continued work. It's game time from 5.30pm to 6.30pm! Went to pasar malam after that. Hehe... A rush one coz have to come back at 9.00pm for post mortem. Slept at 12.00am.

2nd day of workshop: Woke up at 6.30am. Went for jogging until 7.45am. Rest and bathing time for 45 minutes. 9.00am sharp went to faculty to start work. And here I am blogging during workshop. Hahaha...

For the 2 weeks workshop, that's how we are gonna spend our time to train our discipline. (Discipline? Did I just say that? Readers: Ya... u did! T_T) But it's good to wake up early in the morning for some exercise. I'm feeling healthier, fresher and happier!! ^^

This workshop has 'waken' me up after I've been 'sleeping' for sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo long....................................... Yesterday was my first time to jog again since I entered UM last year. You can see how unhealthy I am. @@

I like this waking-up-early lifestyle. Hope after this workshop ends, I could still motivate myself to wake up early everyday for exercise.

Be determined!