If u asked me what whould be my ideal job....i will said working from my laptop....you know...wake up about 10am everyday, have breakfast in starbucks, shop, and then online, partying and then sleep...and still earning my money..
one thing i know is people loves to listen to my stories, what happened in my life so far, i am a people person...but only for people who knows me well...i am not really a social person. i dun approach people or make new friends easily. I am just shy and have low self belief.
Anyways, if people loves to listen to me....i guess by blogging about my life isn't a bad idea to start working online. I have started my own ebay account...i planned to sell off all my junks.
I have lots of huge ideas coming but fuck...why is the first step always the hardest? Afraid to win?
I am 26 now and i am running out of time.... while walking home from the lrt station today, i just started thinking of those parents who actually lived their dreams through their kids. You know, a soccer player whonever make it big because he didnt train hard enough , ended up too late to achieve his dreams..so, he get his kids to attend football classes, and pushed them hard as how he would push himself if he could turn back time to when he was younger. I do not want to be like those people.....
I will make it!
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Hi again
Just after i posted this my sad and depressed article...i came across this article from one of my buddies. Its all about taking actions......i take that as a message from god...if god is okay with me being gay..
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The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being. She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?" I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze. "Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked. She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids..." "No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age. "I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me. After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me. Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.. At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know." As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success.
You have to laugh and find humor every day.
You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it! There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty -seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets." She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose" She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep. Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be. When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they'll really enjoy it! These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE. REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY.
GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.
We make a Living by what we get,
We make a Life by what we give. God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage.
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The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being. She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?" I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze. "Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked. She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids..." "No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age. "I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me. After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me. Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.. At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know." As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success.
You have to laugh and find humor every day.
You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it! There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty -seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets." She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose" She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep. Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be. When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they'll really enjoy it! These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE. REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY.
GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.
We make a Living by what we get,
We make a Life by what we give. God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Depressed
I am not sitting in my room, its cloudy outside, i can hear thunder. It is a bit dark and dim in my room now. I am now jobless as well, just quit my telesales job 2 days ago. Everything seems like a perfect recipe for depression.
Every aspect of my life is not doing fine. I am now 26 and my career is still unstable. i have a house, insurance and gym membership to pay. Please take note that i am not a useless person or whatsoever..well i am .. :( . I have been working in Petronas for the past 2.5 years....pay is good, bonus is great and i have all the time i want....but its just not good enough for me. I want challenge, i want something that uses my brain power (well, thats my strenght) . So, i decided to quit petronas after some arguement with my boss. So, there goes my journey into "THE REAL WORLD" outside. I am giving myself credit for taking the risk btw. Tried to apply for some IT jobs, but with a chemical engineering degree, no one is willing to give me that chance despite my strong interest. Thats when i desperately apply for my telesales job and guess what i am rocking it. I earned my big money, once in a while la, if sales is good. To cut the story short, i got tired of the whole picking up phone from 8-5 and also having bosses breathing down my neck every friday. So, thats it...I am now a househusband to bf (J).
Thats just my career. Now my appearance. Trust me when i say i am good looking. I know i am...BUT, i dun get that much attention that i wanted to have! Thats just so gay. I am so overweight, i dun dress well, i hate shaving. that really works against my confidence. I avoid making frens in the gym, i sit at one corner in the clubs, i fear the dancefloor and i am dun shop anymore.
Its been a 1 year and half since we started but i felt like we have been in a relationship for 20years with 3 kids. No more sex life, we dun chat that much anymore...I have never been so lonely and depressed in my life.
Well, it might sound weird but i say the weather has a lot to do with the tone of this blog....I will return when the day is sunny...expect lots of smiley face.
Every aspect of my life is not doing fine. I am now 26 and my career is still unstable. i have a house, insurance and gym membership to pay. Please take note that i am not a useless person or whatsoever..well i am .. :( . I have been working in Petronas for the past 2.5 years....pay is good, bonus is great and i have all the time i want....but its just not good enough for me. I want challenge, i want something that uses my brain power (well, thats my strenght) . So, i decided to quit petronas after some arguement with my boss. So, there goes my journey into "THE REAL WORLD" outside. I am giving myself credit for taking the risk btw. Tried to apply for some IT jobs, but with a chemical engineering degree, no one is willing to give me that chance despite my strong interest. Thats when i desperately apply for my telesales job and guess what i am rocking it. I earned my big money, once in a while la, if sales is good. To cut the story short, i got tired of the whole picking up phone from 8-5 and also having bosses breathing down my neck every friday. So, thats it...I am now a househusband to bf (J).
Thats just my career. Now my appearance. Trust me when i say i am good looking. I know i am...BUT, i dun get that much attention that i wanted to have! Thats just so gay. I am so overweight, i dun dress well, i hate shaving. that really works against my confidence. I avoid making frens in the gym, i sit at one corner in the clubs, i fear the dancefloor and i am dun shop anymore.
Its been a 1 year and half since we started but i felt like we have been in a relationship for 20years with 3 kids. No more sex life, we dun chat that much anymore...I have never been so lonely and depressed in my life.
Well, it might sound weird but i say the weather has a lot to do with the tone of this blog....I will return when the day is sunny...expect lots of smiley face.
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