Showing posts with label LOVE.HATE DIARY 感情日记. Show all posts
Showing posts with label LOVE.HATE DIARY 感情日记. Show all posts
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
一点点心灵鸡汤
当你已经尽了力、做到最好的时候,有人对你说,他很失望,下次请你好好干。
你觉得受到挫折、很痛心。。。这时,不不妨试试拍拍自己的肩膀,给自己一个拥抱,然后说一声,明天会更好。
因为很多时候,别人可能只看到表面。他们不了解,今天走到这里,其实你是下了多少苦功,多少的决心啊!
所以,这是给你的小小嘱咐,尽管路不好走,也要好好地走下去。。。
Monday, December 5, 2011
Those were the days
今天一个人去看了那些年。虽然没有人陪,戏院也只剩下最前排的位子,但是下了决心就一定要看。
简单的剧情,感觉却很震撼!仿佛回到了十多岁时的日子,幼稚单纯,却也有当时的烦恼。有时上课不认真、爱讲是非、喜欢讨论谁暗恋谁、考试和做ASSIGNMENT都是等到LAST MINUTE要交了才做。被老师和父母亲唠叨的时候,就很想赶快变成大人,做自己喜欢做的事。
在念大学的日子,经历了一段很深刻、暧昧的友情。谢谢你对我的好,它刻骨铭心。
感谢自己还没过30,也还是单身。那些年的梦想虽然没有一一实现,但沿途的风景已很美丽。
感谢我的青春里,有你们每一个人。
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
踏不出去的 2010
二零一零。给我很多疑惑、感动、很多欢笑泪水、也很多遗憾的这一年。
不管做了什么决定,希望明年的我,是双倍快乐的。
地球还是不停地转动,星光依旧灿烂。
我那对我不离不弃的朋友、家人,谢谢你陪我走过2010。
明年,一定会做到更好。:)
不管做了什么决定,希望明年的我,是双倍快乐的。
地球还是不停地转动,星光依旧灿烂。
我那对我不离不弃的朋友、家人,谢谢你陪我走过2010。
明年,一定会做到更好。:)
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
朋友们都结婚去了
[雪白的婚纱,
心爱的新郎,
一枚紧紧套住爱情盟约的戒指。
這樣的畫面,是每个女生一生中最幸福的时光。
那是朋友们婚礼上的幸福时光。
不是我的。
祝你幸福,我很好。我是宇珩。]
写这一章,不是因为想嫁想疯了,而是因为最近听说以前一起工作的同事终于找到了她的“真爱”。
我敬佩她;因为她有着非一般的毅力,似蔷薇, 有野性、可以药用。
偶尔我也会畏惧、压力;因为时间巨人已把她塑造成一位凡事都要求完美的主任级人物。
她智慧与情商兼备;维缺一位好情人。
她辞了工,打算成家。
欢送会的照片照得她双眼有神,笑容可鞠,我看了心里有感动、祝福、也有鼓舞。
17年的璀璨青春,献给了公司、给了地球,幕然回首, 有情人终成眷属,当成佳话!
......然后,我才发现,她的另一半也是个女人。
祝福你们!
祝福你们!
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
中秋-感恩! Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!
每逢佳节倍思亲。
以前在国外工作,过年过节不能回家时,总会想起这句话,心中还会不禁感触。
回到大马工作,想家的时候就开车返南,不时也会致电给妈妈,因为距离的拉近,感觉心里踏实了很多!
你CALL了家人吗? :)
"My heart grows fonder of faraway loved ones on lonely festive days..."
When I was working overseas and had to spend festive days away from home, I was often overwhelmed by this saying. And the thought of it makes me miss the dearest ones a lot.
Now that I am back in my home land, I get to drive home and buzz Mom whenever I like; It feels great being able to connect easily due to the shortened distance.
Have you called home yet? I just did. :)
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Thank you...
This afternoon, I looked up the sky and the clouds are dark.
"Bad, it is going to rain. And it is a working day!"
And then, I thought of him.
It is always good to have him around- he's not just a boyfriend; he's a care-giver, an advisor and a listener, and more often than not, a chauffeur too.
I am truly fortunate. :)
Monday, May 18, 2009
Surprise!
Arrived in Sydney at 6.30AM today. Checked into Rydges at 8-ish, checked some mails and went to bed.
Just when I was rolling on the bed, wondering why am I not sleeping again, I heard someone knocking on my door.
I did not respond.
Then I heard the knocking again. This time, more loudly, and it sounded desperate.
I did not respond. But I could hear people trying to force open the door.
"OK I will get the door. But who the hell can it be?" I thought to myself.
AND! I saw two guys from the Concierge carrying a bouquet of rose, saying, "This is for you."
I rubbed my eyes. And then I read my name on it. It is indeed, for me.
Awwww... a gift from someone who's thousands miles away. Sweet!
Thank you for the thought. :)
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Never take things for granted
I have learned.
To appreciate things I have today.
To be grateful for the free coffee, lunches and dinners.
To take care of people around me- even for the people who are not thoughtful enough.
To love my parents ever more... I feel happy when they are happy.
To live happily, even when I'm all alone.
I wish to say "Thank You", friends, for every little things that you have done to brighten my days.
This, from my heart.

The Omitted Memories
Found this in my old blog entries today. Thought it is something nice to read. :)
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The Omitted Memories
Posted on Monday, December 19, 2005
I love Barbie to death, because they talk to me. When I'm sad, I look at them and their eyes seem to be comforting me. From there onwards, I can't describe how obsessed I'm with Barbie. My colleague joked that she would buy a Barbie doll for me after her job confirmation. Funny, now everyone in the office knows I love Barbie.
I guess the love arises from my yet-to-grown-up-heart, which has always been longing for a sweet childhood but it's never fulfilled. I lived in a village, where people learned swimming in the drain, where we stole rambutan from the jungles, and we used to suffer alot especially due to extra pressure my grandpa put on my family. Dad was a poor worker but he did buy lots of toys for me... from ten-pin bowlings, yo-yo, to wooden piano, and etc. I remember we were not rich but dad and mom doted on me alot, despite how grandpa treated us.
At that time, when mom wanted to go to town, she would have no choice but to "keep" me in a wooden swing for hours. When I became older, she would put me in the “basket” of her bicycle and we went to town together... normally, just for a hair-cut. We reached the town at 12PM and after the hair-cut and some grocery purchase, it was evening already and she would ask uncle Eng, our neighbour who sold vege in town, to send me back in his motorbike. While Mom, she would cycle back, and reach home at 6 or 7PM. In the village, we did not have power supply, so after 7PM my grandpa and uncle would start the electric generator and we would have some dim light for 2 hours before getting onto bed.
There's certainly much tears than joys everytime when I recall the old memories...
Then, we moved to a better place, which I think, is the greatest decision my dad has made in life. Eventhough we were still poor, we live happily with less pressure, except for money. Dad has always been a tough man, he supported us with little income, and when knew that I like piano, he decided to send me for piano lesson. Later in my life, he bought a piano, which was really unexpected! All these, at that time, did not seem to mean anything to me. Now thinking back, he must have saved like hell in order to get me a piano!
And so, the story comes to the point that, I don't have a Barbie doll. In fact, I have not had a doll in my life at all. I dream of them, of course, but till today, till I fall in love so much with Barbie, I know, something in our life, is just for us to keep a distance, view from far, admire, but we would never get it. Or perhaps, if we have got the thing, it might be broken after sometime, or it might not seem as precious after a while.
I regret for not having a good childhood, but I respect and love my dad and mom for raising me up with their overly-burdened hands and shoulders. Now that I am working and staying away from home, I know it is not easy to make a living, and sometimes I do cry for the fear of having insufficient money- when the sense of insecurity hits me. What I want to achieve, in this present life, is, to support my family, and gradually, make their life a better life.
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