Farewell good friend

Friday, March 27, 2009


Comes to end of my fellow buddy leaving Malaysia for another 3 and a half more hour to go. But i really appreacite every moments for his farewell yet i myself don't know why I'm in a situation that it feels like somebody is leaving for a very long duration and it feels kind of lonely duo. But times flies fast and yet in return you feel happy ?? soon it come we all have our own separate ways such as working life n some are doing family planning. But life still goes on but friends n brotherhood stay rite in our heart where ever we go. That's all i could say cause i can't continue writing it anymore. T.T

A story that means alot to us...

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

One day, when I was a freshman in high school,
I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.
His name was Kyle.

It looked like he was carrying all of his books.
I thought to myself, 'Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?
He must really be a nerd.'

I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.
As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.
They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.
His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him..
He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes
My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye.

As I handed him his glasses, I said, 'Those guys are jerks.'
They really should get lives.
' He looked at me and said, 'Hey thanks!'
There was a big smile on his face.
It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.
As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.
He said he had gone to private school before now.
I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.

We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.
He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
I asked him if he wanted to play a little football
with my friends
He said yes.
We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.

Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.
I stopped him and said, 'Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!
' He just laughed and handed me half the books.
Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends..

When we were seniors we began to think about college.
Kyle decided on Georgetown and I was going to Duke.
I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.
He was going to be a doctor and I was going for business on a football scholarship.
Kyle was valedictorian of our class.
I teased him all the time about being a nerd.
He had to prepare a speech for graduation.
I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak

Graduation day, I saw Kyle.
He looked great.
He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school.
He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.
He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
Boy, sometimes I was jealous!

Today was one of those days.
I could see that he was nervous about his speech.
So, I smacked him on the back and said, 'Hey, big guy, you'll be great!'
He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.
' Thanks,' he said.
As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began
'Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.
Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...
I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them.
I am going to tell you a story.'
I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the
first day we met.
He had planned to kill himself over the weekend.

He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home.
He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.
'Thankfully, I was saved.
My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable..'
I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.
I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.
Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.
Never underestimate the power of your actions..

With one small gesture you can change a person's life.
For better or for worse.
God puts us all in each others lives to impact one another in some way.
Look for God in others.

Meaning of Family

Sunday, March 22, 2009

F A M I L Y 

I ran into a stranger as he passed by, 
'Oh excuse me please' was my reply. 


He said, 'Please excuse me too; 
I wasn't watching for you.' 


We were very polite, this stranger and I. 
We went on our way and we said goodbye. 


But at home a different story is told, 
How we treat our loved ones, young and old. 


Later that day, cooking the evening meal, 
My son stood beside me very still. 


When I turned, I nearly knocked him down. 
'Move out of the way,' I said with a frown. 


He walked away, his little heart broken. 
I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken. 


While I lay awake in bed, 
God's still small voice came to me and said, 


'While dealing with a stranger, 
common courtesy you use, 
but the family you love, you seem to abuse. 


Go and look on the kitchen floor, 
You'll find some flowers there by the door. 


Those are the flowers he brought for you. 
He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue. 


He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise, 
you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes.' 


By this time, I felt very small, 
And now my tears began to fall. 


I quietly went and knelt by his bed; 
'Wake up, little one, wake up,' I said. 


'Are these the flowers you picked for me?' 
He smiled, 'I found 'em, out by the tree. 


I picked 'em because they're pretty like you. 
I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue.' 


I said, 'Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today; 
I shouldn't have yelled at you that way.' 
He said, 'Oh, Mom, that's okay. 
I love you anyway.' 


I said, 'Son, I love you too, 
and I do like the flowers, especially the blue.' 


FAMILY 
Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company 
that we are working for could easily replace us in 
a matter of days. 
But the family we left behind will feel the loss 
for the rest of their lives. 


And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more 
into work than into our own family, 
an unwise investment indeed, 
don't you think? 
So what is behind the story? 


Do you know what the word FAMILY means? 
FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU

Reasons why children are adorable

Sunday, March 15, 2009

A little girl was talking to her teacher about whales.
The teacher said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very small.
The little girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale.
Irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human; it was physically impossible.
The little girl said, 'When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah'.
The teacher asked, 'What if Jonah went to hell?'
The little girl replied, 'Then you ask him'.

A Kindergarten teacher was observing her classroom of children while they were drawing. She would occasionally walk around to see each child's work.
As she got to one little girl who was working diligently, she asked what the drawing was.
The girl replied, 'I'm drawing God.'
The teacher paused and said, 'But no one knows what God looks like.'
Without missing a beat, or looking up from her drawing, the girl replied, 'They will in a minute.'

One day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head.

She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, 'Why are some of your hairs white, Mom?'
Her mother replied, 'Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white.'
The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said, 'Momma, how come ALL of grandma's hairs are white?'

The children had all been photographed, and the teacher was trying to persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture.
'Just think how nice it will be to look at it when you are all grown up and say, 'There's Jennifer, she's a lawyer,' or 'That's Michael, He's a doctor.'
A small voice at the back of the room rang out, 'And there's the teacher, she's dead.'

The children were lined up in the cafeteria of a Catholic elementary school for lunch. At the head of the table was a large pile of apples. The nun made a note, and posted on the apple tray:
'Take only ONE .. God is watching.'
Moving further along the lunch line, at the other end of the table was a large pile of chocolate chip cookies.
A child had written a note, 'Take all you want. God is watching only the 'apples.''

shutting down the old blog...

Announcement all the old blog that i wrote are now transfer to my new blog. Hope you all can drop by some comments n stuff. Take care n more info keep u all update.

Dumb Blondes, dumber people!‏

A beautiful blonde teenager, wanting to earn some extra money for the summer, decided to hire herself out as a 'handy-woman' and started canvassing a nearby well-to-do neighbourhood. She went to the front door of the first house, and asked the owner if he had any odd jobs for her to do. 'Well, I guess I could use somebody to paint my porch,' he said, 'How much will you charge me?' Delighted, the girl quickly responded, 'How about $50?' The man agreed and told her that the paint brushes and everything she would need was in the garage. The man's wife, hearing the conversation said to her husband, 'Does she realise that our porch goes ALL the way around the house?'He responded, 'That's a bit cynical, isn't it?' The wife replied, 'You're right. I guessI'm starting to believe all those dumb blonde jokes we've been getting by e-maillately.' Later that day, the blonde came to the door to collect her money. 'You're finished already?' the startled husband asked.. 'Yes', the blonde replied, 'and I even had paint left over, so I gave it two coats.' Impressed, the man reached into his pocket for the $50.00 and handed it to her along with a ten dollar tip. 'And by the way,' the blonde added, 'it's not a Porch, it's a Lexus.'

The meaning of Moral Life

One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well.
The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do.
Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway;
it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey. He invited all his neighbors to come over and help him.
They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well.
At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly.
Then, to everyone's amazement he quieted down. A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well. He was astonished at what he saw.
With each shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing.
He would shake it off and take a step up. As the farmer's neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal,
he would shake it off and take a step up.
Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey
stepped up over the edge of the well and happily trotted off!

Moral:
Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt.
The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up.
Each of our troubles is a stepping stone.
We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up.
Remember the five simple rules to be happy:
  • Free your heart from hatred - Forgive.
  • Free your mind from worries - Most never happens
  • Live simply and appreciate what you have
  • Give more.
  • Expect less from people