June 3, 2018
That's What They Tell Me
February 5, 2017
The Petrol Kiosk Guy
A thought hit me and I wanted to pen it down.
Took a mental pause and spoke to my Fiance about it instead.
Talk about delayed gratification...
It was scorching hot as the 12pm sun approached its peak.
Well fed to the brim after a good same ol' breakfast, we seized the hour, dropping by the petrol station on the way home.
Rush to serve customers as soon as they pull over in the designated bays,
"Bos, nak brapa?" / "Lima puluh!"...
On some days however, his role is gently shrugged off mostly by the younger generation...
"Takpe" indicating there's no need for his assistance.
Le Fiance did the latter and it struck me.
The reason why he now has a job was because the local market viewed his assistance necessary.
Maybe he keeps tab of each day, how many people who turns down his assistance.
Maybe it's time for him to look for another job...
Maybe this is not a sustainable wage earning role.
In the present moment,
He was quick to pick up a windscreen cleaner to sponge and dry the windscreen of le Fiance's car.
This is about a petrol kiosk attendant in the humble town of Ipoh.
December 2, 2015
Nando's Lover is Me!
I saw a nicely sealed "envelope" on the common table bearing my name and opened it with much excitement. The flip side had Nando's logo printed on it. First thought that came to my mind, "hmm, another marketing gimmick?"
April 26, 2014
Close to 6 Months
My drive to work everyday has been filled with prayers. Short. Simple. Sincere ones. I cannot thank Him enough for the open doors, and blessings that He has flourished my life with.
I miss writing.
As I am drafting this out on a Saturday morning, April is coming to an end in the coming week. Can't seem to have any description for such a feeling other than, "time flies".
Life is moving at too fast a pace, that we tend to overlook God's presence in our lives. It may not be applicable to all, but it definitely happened for me. I do not feel happy about it. I do not enjoy being away from Him. Yet, He never draws away. But rather, He'd draw me closer to Him, working in ways that I'd never imagine.
"Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows." - James 1:17
As May approaches, I turn a year older. :)
Age is merely a number to call. Age does not define one's maturity.
This post is a post of random thoughts. You never know who is watching over this space. Waiting for you to mess up. Waiting for you to slip a negative thought that they can hold against you. Cyberspace is a fun place to hang out at, yet, it brings danger beyond great measures that are irreversible.
In this day and era, accessibility is everything. With Google Glasses, the Internet, Facebook, Twitter and whatevernots, knowledge and harm is just a button's click away. Do you let loose? Do you share your personal life on social media platforms as though it is merely a personal space? Do you share nothing more than what others deserve to know? Or do you share just nothing at all?
I've been on Dayre lately. Only when I am spending time w the BF; because I do not own a smart phone, YET. ;)
One of the Dayre user's post caught my attention. In it, she shared this: "How real is REAL?". In other words, how do you even KNOW that someone real, IS INDEED.... REAL.
It struck me. One can only be as REAL as how REAL he/she wants the world to perceive them. Yes, there may be those who still think that the "real" is not real enough. But, still, some would take the "real"ness as it is.
I, for one, take people at face value. Show me your sincerity, in return, I will give you in kind. :) But if you choose to hide behind that mask, only because you are building a wall in your heart and mind so high up that you are beyond reachable for me, then the mask I shall return you with.
I believe in the good. I believe also that when you meet bad people or get entangled in bad things/ situations; walk away. FAR AWAY. God put me in the latter situations for a reason.
... for me to be able to differentiate between bad people/ bad situations from the good ones. Which helps me appreciate the good people/ good situations all the more.
I've been meaning to write in a long long while. Writing is my therapy as how retail shopping is to the female species. I love writing. I miss "verbal" diarrhea on this cyberspace called mine (where eyes could be watching).
This is me. This isn't about anyone else. Take the above as a pinch of salt and apply it to your daily life if it makes perfect sense to you. Otherwise, thank you for reading.
Have a great weekend! xx
November 19, 2013
I Don't Thank Enough
Oh hai! It's me blogging on my smart camera.
So, its barely midweek and I've actually gotten cranky. Somewhat like a musthave cranky mode: ON. Don't mess w me!
You know how people have sudden realisations in their lives and then they come to a turning point? That's exactly what I'm feeling right now; except for the turning point part. Heh
The thing is... I don't feel that I am thankful enough... for many things in my life. Oh Lord, why am I like this... so, please make way for me on cyberspace to thank God for these (for today)...
I should be thankful for dinner already served whenever I get home (unless informed otherwise).
I should be thankful for food (my goodness!).
I should be thankful for having a job.
I should be thankful that life ain't that bad for a cranky person like me. Hehe
I should be thankful, because, well you see... for this one important reason. That is, I have this (occasional) patient Daddy that puts up with my stuck-up princessey moments that it no one else in my little world bothers about. And that's when I 放肆到。。。hehehehehe~
Daddy dearest, 我爱你!♡
