Saturday, July 3, 2010
Sunday, May 23, 2010
The fact of having it and at the same time not having it

At this instant I have thoughts filling my head concerning life issues, but I just cannot put them into words. When a sentence has just begun with letters, the backspace key is tapped...and booom there goes the blank again.
I have just read the last July issue of Readers’ Digest about a lady who lost both her legs in a suicide bomb attack in London. About how strong she hanged on to life at the instant when everything went dark until she started her ‘life 2’ she called it. There were 2 voices in her head when the incident happened, one asking her to just let go, the other asked her to stay and hang on. It was the latter that she listened to, which made her today. You see, it is not the completed puzzle that we are talking about; it is how we fix the small pieces together as one.
I cannot make myself any fuller. The love given and the love taken, there is no use to measure them. How can one makes one feels more appreciated?
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Locked
If that moment never happened, and if you did not show how much it feels, I would be like a little girl seeking for a place to rest her head when she is tired of everything in life that is full of contradictions.
But life is how we control the tricks that are always playing around ourselves. We cannot always put a smiley on our faces; we cannot always get what we want.
Sometimes, being unaware is better than being solemn and unable to react accordingly.
How I wish I am the type who do not care much. How I wish I could be more emotion-free. How I wish I know what to do to make everything in piece again. Lord, please teach me how.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Speaks through my music
Monday, February 1, 2010
Waking up in Tears


Saturday, January 30, 2010
Words in a song

Saturday, September 12, 2009
For You
Lonely the path you have chosen
A restless road, no turning back
One day you will find your light again
Don't you know
Don't let go be strong
Follow your heart
Let your love lead through the darkness
Back to a place you once knew
I believe I believe I believe in you
Follow your dreams
Be yourself an angel of kindness
There's nothing that you cannot do
I believe I believe I believe in you
Tu t'en iras tout seul
Cœur ouvert
A l'univers
Poursuis ta quête
Sans regarder derrière
N'attends pas
Que le jour
Se lève
Suis ton étoile
Va jusqu'où ton rêve t'emporte
Un jour tu le toucheras
Si tu crois, si tu crois, si tu crois
En toi
Suis ta lumière
N'éteins pas la flamme que tu portes
Au fond de toi souviens-toi
Que je crois, que je crois, que je crois
En toi
Someday I'll find you
Someday you'll find me too
And when I hold you close
I know that it's true
Follow your heart
Let your love lead through the darkness
Back to a place you once knew
I believe I believe I believe in you
Follow your dreams
Be yourself an angel of kindness
There's nothing that you cannot do
I believe I believe I believe in you
I believe I believe I believe in you
I believe in you
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Long Gone
When was the last time you hear from me? Gomennasai :/
For the past two months, I was packed with all normal everyday happenings, classes in Uni, music lessons, teaching classes, sports and performances. Do you think those are the only things I do? Of course not, I spent time to build my personality too :P
Foundation Studies are over now and Bachelor of Science/Biotechnology is my next step. Results for Foundation Studies was not I aimed for, so I have to work harder now (meaning to say you will seldom see me here, again..) oppssyyy, this is just the first week, so we are still relaxing (so I am still here).
Option A : Music CDs
Option B : High Heels
Option C : Wrapping Papers
Option D : Music books
Option E : Nail colors
correctly, just trying to have some fun with ya all :P
Happy - Learnt major happenings in life. Found many new things and new ways to deal with things.
Sad - I kept two dwarf hamsters, but one lived for less than two weeks, the other slightly longer than a month. May Hamsterin and Oxnard rest in peace. I will never try to keep pets anymore, pity them, huhu.
Emo - Family
Stresses - Music and studies
Excited - Books and lab activities awaiting ahead of me in this course. We actually have our very own lab coat, wuhooo, I sound childish, lolx! And and and TI-83+!!!
Hopes and Wishes - I joined Ballroom dance lessons. For...fun! It is FUN!!! Hope I can be a better dancer. Better girl better person, grow musically and emotionally too.
Creativity - Tried ways to beautify my own room :) It turned out quite impressive, to me though. But, of course, I only need to please myself, coz it's my room, hooray.
Look - Lost a little bit of weight, hoping to get healthier physically as well as mentally. Wanna see me?
Business - $$$ kekeke..
Skills - Performance skills are all I talk about. Both in piano and viola playing, there are so many things to learn.
Tata~
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Melodious Life
Attended a Sarawak ROCK Party
A new experience. (to the ears hekhek)
But congratulations to Swing Habitz, Season & William whom I know. They were the spotlight of the day I can
say.

Read this little story if you can :)30th April '09 (THURS)
Recording of Sarawak's Anthem, Ibu Pertiwiku, with the Sarawak Symphonic Orchestra at RTM. A fun
experience, but just a usual session of practice with the team.
Being in an orchestra is like being in a football team. ~Marcus Leong (2009)

2nd May '09 (SAT)
Electrifying TRIO

I haven't attend this, so I am not sure how is it like. But I've heard them practicing in school (IMH). It
was...hhmmm, how should I put this into words? HHHmmmmm...it was a.w.e.s.o.m.e!
11th May '09 (MON)
SONS next performance, a state dinner for the VIPs (again=.=) at DUN.
sorry, no photos available.
23rd May '09 (SAT)
ER '09
(EASTER RALLY)
This is B.I.G.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Saturday, April 25, 2009
I do not know what to write

c'est vous qui me rendent heureux, c'est vous qui compte pour moi & touche-moi.
Saturday, April 4, 2009
My Now
to think that so many are terrified
of the subject or feel that choosing
Science means you cannot also choose
compassion, or the arts,
or be awed by nature.
Science is not meant to cure us of mystery,
but to reinvent and reinvigorate it.
~ Robert Sapolsky, Why Zebras Don't Get Ulcers, p. xii
P/s : I am most attracted to the title of the book or article, WHY ZABRAS DON'T GET ULCERS, funny isn't it?
Snacks-Snakes-Slurrppp!!

Emptied, yum yum..

The attached pictures show that MeiMei has been eating a lot lately.
Those who are close to her will know the reason when she cannot stop eating.
Those who do not know, it's ok it's ok. We're just not 'close', we are 'open'. :P
For my record : I exercised (workout at the gym/playing badminton) for 13 days out of 31 days in March.
There's going to be more in April.
Many things happened in Uni for the past two weeks.
Met old friends and made new friends too.
Even in computer lab, the CPU on my desk toppled out of a sudden, when everyone started looking towards my direction, it wasn't me, daddy!!! It was Jimmy.. lala
On April fool's day, we had night class.
There were two werewolves named Jim & Cla, on the street, trying to scare me, duhh..
I didn't got fooled.
Bjorn & I are able to communicate even better now. Felicitaz!!
Je'taime
This picture speaks a thousand words.Monday, March 30, 2009
是跟这水面一样的
是透明的
想要隐藏也藏不住
你觉得呢?
One day the pain will pass
And only the beautiful memories remain
很久以前
它总是抬头抬得高高的
别人会问
你是在等什么呢?
她说
没有啊
我只是在晾太阳而以
其实啊
她正在等待北极熊
一直等
终于等到有一天
北极熊回来了
那现在乌龟是不是应该回到北极熊的身边?
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Yum Yum
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Today is a Gift, that is why it's called the Present
~ A story of Life ~
Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.
One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.
His bed was next to the room's only window.
The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.
The men talked for hours on end.
They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.
Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.
The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.
The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.
Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats.Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.
As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.
Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.
Days, weeks and months passed.
One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.
She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.
As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.
Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.
It faced a blank wall.
The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.
The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.
She said, 'Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.'
Epilogue:
There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.
Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.
If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
The Perfect Killer Has No Friends - Only Targets

When all seems to be so true,
I know,
Something must have happened that the authors penned them into a story.
I've asked "Are you okay" to MANY for the past few days,
Maybe I'm not suitable to ask at all.
Waking up in the middle of the nights,
Knowing I should go back to sleep,
But, what keeps me laying awake?
Maybe it's the nerves,
They are killing me silently.
He said my nerves are getting too sensitive lately,
He asked, "Ahh, are you very stress?"
I have no idea,
I exercised,
Warmly loved,
Having wonderful activities all the time.
So, he suggests more care on my diet.
M o r e tablets before & after meals. :(











