tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50631870936992105032024-03-04T20:18:14.440-08:00Simple GirlSee no evil, Hear no evil, Speak no evil.
Sharing is love !Jessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024349335152492047noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063187093699210503.post-8565509609003828952012-10-24T08:40:00.000-07:002012-10-24T08:40:41.118-07:00BFF 23rd Birthday post (belated)<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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The langkawi boy came all the way down to KL for the birthday celebration. okay.. there is a story behind this, he actually contact us much much earlier to plan a suprise for Hui Chin but sadly the suprise failed XD. She forced him to tell the truth before the day comes. The fierce girl that I know As always, just pray that she won't see this post, lol..<br />
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Ever wonder what actually we girls got for her? Tada.. DKNY lady watch from Cititel, MV that costs about 400+. The most pricy present that we have ever gotten for each other. Ha.. Don't get me wrong, we are not stingy on spending on present okay, it is just that we have known each other from secondary Form one and the most we spend would be on meals instead of present in any birthday celebrations of ours. <br />
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Credits go to the bf where he recommend lists of most wanted presents and then he said he would love to contribute for the expenditure, Wowowowwww.... That's the best of having a tao ke Bf. listen up girls who are still single kay, lol.. And I walked up and down in malls and finally decided to get the watch and dinner venue - Here we are, Bubba Gump in Sunway Pyramid. <br />
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I suggested to have like 1 Malaysia kind of birthday celebration where in any Indians birthday celebration, the birthday girl/boy requested to feed the loved ones as appreciation of the days that being together. So there you go the photos of feeding each other, lol..<br />
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Well, this post is actually belated and the reason why i feel like blogging it is because I treasure our friendships. How amazing it is that we still meet each other when every one of us actually ended up different pathways after high school. I actually created a girls group in FB just for us so that we can share things or communicate personal conversations there ;) <br />
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Cheers for our forever-lasting friendships!!<br />
Love, <br />
Jessy Choo <br />
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That does not mean i don't miss him as much as I did. This is so wrong. I miss him like crazy, i swear.<br /><br />I begin to start loving and accepting who and how I am. Despite of hating my inherited weakness and things I do not have, I start to appreciate things that I am having. now. Being away from home started from college makes me learn. Learn to be independent, to be responsible, and to be discipline.<br /><br />I was a spoilt child where i had maid to take care of every single things since small. Frankly I did not know how to wash a shoe or even to switch on the stove untill I began to stay away from home. What i knew to do was to stay in my father's former shop to help. or damage ;))<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">if anyone plans to hire a maid to help raising up children. please, for the sake of your kids, think twice. Do not leave your children to anybody and expect they will get the best guidance despite you, the parents being the role model. </span><br /><br />I have the best mummy and daddy in the world that have raised me up to a better person. Now that I have grown up, I am gonna spoil them as much as possible. :))<br /><br />Love you papa mama,<br /><br />JessyJessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024349335152492047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063187093699210503.post-13824673372436081642012-03-16T07:05:00.005-07:002012-03-16T07:56:40.281-07:00Be strong GirlThis is not the first time anymore, the third time that he is representing Malaysia to go abroad. First time was referee camp 2010 in Korea, second was as a linesman in Asian game 2011 in Kuwait and third is as a registered referee progressing in Dehdradun, India.<br /><br />How would I miss the important point . He - my lovely Baby that does not mean anything but everything to me.<br /><br />I did not send him to airport the first and second trip. Shall I make it clear, I did not want to because I was scared that I would spoil the atmosphere that I would burst into crying aloud. I was wrong, it was way more sad sitting alone knowing he was gonna board the plane by the time without sending him a good bye kisses and hugs.<br /><br />So this time i have decided, must at least give him a flying kiss before he cross the boarding gate. So as the day of going to airport comes, I was indeed moody (everybody said so). I followed his parents and sisters to go to KLIA at about 3pm. I was crazy playing with the sisters in the airport to at least escape the sadness - it does relieve a little.<br /><br />Just when the check-ins have been settled, Hugs given to both parents and sisters and I looked on him regardless surroudings. And then he came hugging me very tightly and i did so. I felt the warm and secure that i always get it from him. But at this moment of time, this is priceless.<br /><br />First day of adventure has started -total of 12 days. Suprisingly my memory works really well that I remember everything that he said and mentioned to me in the airport.<br />1) Remember must eat properly ya<br />2) Sleep well ya<br />3) Keep yourself occupied ya<br />4) Can not cry alone ya<br /><br />I think i'm pretty sure i can achive these, as long as you come back safely :)<br /><br />Loads of love,<br /><br />JessyJessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024349335152492047noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063187093699210503.post-27654757417867686922011-11-25T06:16:00.000-08:002011-11-25T06:46:36.064-08:00FridayJust realize that I barely know and understand myself. As when everybody is doing things they like and enjoy, there is a little girl doubts and wonders, is this what she really wanted? I have been settled down and stagnant for some time. That is why i feel so guilty.<br /><br />Everybody surrounding is moving forward so fast, leaving me at the back. I should not be blaming others, may be I am not working hard enough. I have been just too comfortable in this moment.<br /><br />In fact I am enjoying the life now, or not? I forgot since when I stop challenging myself to aim for the best. Schooling time PMR and SPM I aimed for strike As and I achived it.<br /><br />Now that I have started to work, everybody has options in leading the life. For me I hope for more learning opportunity to get more experience. I have to be clear of this : work hard when being young, then easy when growing old. It never works the other way.<br /><br />can't believe that it's another friday.<br /><br />Cheers,<br />JessyJessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024349335152492047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063187093699210503.post-1403023563802937142011-04-27T07:47:00.000-07:002011-04-27T07:54:11.542-07:00Miserable MemoryI have sore thigh and butt after jogging which I think quite normal for me, yet I am quite worried about my chronic low back pain. It is actually associated to an<span style="color:#cc33cc;"> <em>innocent</em></span> history of fall few years back. I would not say it was an accident, because it was <span style="color:#cc33cc;"><em>planned</em></span> so.<br /><br />I was form three and I was having my year-end holiday, I had to go back to school for counselling meeting. After the meeting, I was supposed to go down from first floor of the school and go home. But I found that all gates were locked, and I could not find the school guard. I ended up walking and strolling around classes to classes for about 30minutes, it was nobody there except my teachers who are busy on projects in counselling room. Then the frustration came up to my mind, ‘<span style="color:#cc33cc;"><em>What should I do and how long should I wait to see the guard</em></span>?’ I walked to the corridor and glanced down, there was nobody just a field of <span style="color:#cc33cc;"><em>bushes </em></span>and it is about <span style="color:#cc33cc;"><em>3 meters</em></span> height. I remember I studied about <span style="color:#cc33cc;"><em>inertia</em></span> in the year; inertia is the impact of force when an object falls in particular surface, speed and height. To reduce the impact of force, the surface should be soft and it should not be too high no doubt. Suddenly, a naughty idea came up to mind. ‘<span style="color:#cc33cc;"><em>Why don’t we do an experiment</em></span>?’ For your information, I like experimenting since I was <span style="color:#cc33cc;"><em>standard three</em></span>, I actually rear <span style="color:#cc33cc;"><em>caterpillar</em></span> since he was a baby, turn to lava and transformed to a beautiful butterfly. (It was out of my mummy knowledge)<br /><br />I did not remember how I could have the gut, the next second I know I landed with my buttock on bushes. For few minutes it was silent, and I <span style="color:#cc33cc;"><em>could not move</em></span>. I did not even shout. It was not painful, just the impact on my pelvic bone, if my bone was not strong, I could have ended up with fracture and cracked pelvic bone. I felt like crying and worried, because for few minutes I did not seem to have strength to stand up. I finally forced myself to stand up and even walked back home <span style="color:#cc33cc;"><em>without telling anybody</em></span>. (scared to be scolded by my mummy)<br /><br />The pain and discomfort feeling persists there for easily a week before I could really walk properly. Credits go to my routine of having dairy milk every day to protect my bone from broken. But I get the consequence after few years later, which is currently a little work out can cause <span style="color:#cc33cc;"><em>low back pain</em></span>. I am now not as daring as last time because I have seen many cases. Being immature can harm and ruin your life. I have already experienced on my own body. I learned from it.<br /><br />Sentence of the day,<br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Think twice before an action.<br /></span></em><br />Love,<br />JessyJessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024349335152492047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063187093699210503.post-25110369076386501922011-04-26T06:05:00.000-07:002011-04-26T06:07:16.550-07:00Exercise or notDay by day I am judging and enhancing myself. Am I fit enough to be a physiotherapist? As we all know that a physiotherapist is always involved in musculoskeletal, chest, neurological and education. We are responsible in creating awareness for public the importance of exercises as well. Now the questions are, how would we motivate people to exercise without the therapist having a regular exercise routine? It is definitely not convincing enough when an obesity guy educates people about the importance of exercise. No matter theory and explanations given are so fantastic and impressing, it will ultimately go back to the question that most of people would like to ask (or in the heart), ‘so do you do so?’ People always believe in experiences. It is no doubt.<br /><br />While others are all looking for jobs which they find comfortable with so that the job nature suits them well, I am actually trying to suit myself in what I am always doing. No doubt my job requires me to be a little active (or as long as not too weak), I am regularly working out my stamina. I am glad that I have been cycling to work since first day I started to work. I kept on complaining that it is so inconvenience without a car. But it actually pushes me to exercise at least 30 minutes a day. And I find my gluteus max has been toned up. ^^ Plus I am sometimes playing badminton twice a week, once with working staff and another with my high school friends.<br /><br />Exercise does not only build up your stamina and bring healthier lifestyle, it could also improve the bond among working staffs and friends. I was just back from jogging with my working staff, they have been so funny despite It was kinda odd because I was the only girl among boys. It’s gonna be 9pm and I’m gonna on my skype to have a webcam dating. Hopefully the weather can be a little cooler now. I’m sweating now.Jessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024349335152492047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063187093699210503.post-78720070776331933072011-04-25T07:43:00.000-07:002011-04-25T07:47:33.739-07:00Another dayIt’s not something that I used to do, writing a blog immediately followed by another. It is the second day that you have left to Kuwait. I will definitely keep my word to write everyday here to update you what have I been doing. I am counting down the days till you return to me, your return would be very special to me and to you as well. Because it is our anniversary!! Happy advanced anniversary baby. I wouldn’t believe it has been just a month to a year we are together, the way we match each other in term of opinions and decision making just make me feel like we have been together easily for years.<br /><br />I had a great night yesterday after hearing from you. After the 11 hours waiting and passing time blindly, I was so excited to see your status turned green at about 9.30pm here. All the boredom and loneliness just disappeared like an ash when I was able to see you. Credits go to the advanced technology right now, it really rescue those desperate girls who miss their boys so much. ;)<br /><br />Your absence makes me realize loads. I used to just accept things given to me too granted. When I have decisions to make, you are the one I always look for; When I am too stressful, you always lend me shoulder to lean on; When I am starving, you are my source of energy; When I had a great day, you are the first one I would always like to share to. You have changed me to a person that is not afraid of expressing deep in the heart. It has been so tiring to pleasure me sometimes. Thanks a lot my babe.<br /><br />Love,<br /><br />Jessy<br /><br />p/s: tomorrow there is just one/two patients in dept. It would be another boring day ==Jessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024349335152492047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063187093699210503.post-52857380671232327202011-04-23T19:16:00.000-07:002011-04-23T19:55:31.599-07:00Apart<div align="justify">A <span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">month</span> of time has gone so unconsciously. Never think this will happen so quick that the next second, you've already boarded on <span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">plane</span>... I wish i could have more time spent with you helping you to pack luggage and recheck what have been left out. But you are just too sweet that bringing me out instead of packing. I am so glad what you have done to me baby. And i feel so <span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">proud</span> that you are gonna be travelling all alone again to the country which most of us so unfamiliar with. Baby i've learned loads from you. i could never imagine could i manage and go through all these problems if i were you. You are always so cautious and committed to work. I would never be this calm and rational if i face a challenge like this. </div><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">Serious</span> man always the most attracting and seducing. haha.. Can't believe the word came from me is it? I used to think that being serious to something need to have a borderline, not too much. Being too serious friends will go away from you. And therefore i'm now gradually changing myself, other than work and work, i'm looking in to the beauty of world and sincere friendships i have in my life. And so there we are a <span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">not-so-serious little girl</span> exists. I need to learn from you my man, being more cautious and dedicated in work. In the meantime, you need to also step out from seriousness and reality, enjoy and appreciate every single little beuty of the world. kay? for example, forget the world after a sip of <span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">oreos and cream</span> drink!! yum yum !! </div><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><div align="justify">Months of being so attached to each other has caused me a big challenge knowing you will be <span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">thousand of miles apart</span> for week. I smile to you and reassure you i'm gonna be alright. Yet it's so ashamed that i wouldn't know how to spend for a day without you now. I sound so pathetic isn't it. But that's what <span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">love</span> is. Nobody would hope to be fallen apart with the love one. Would you? I hope the first day will go well and no hairwire.. pray to have a good sleep these days !! cheer for Jessy Choo being superwoman!! yeah!! </div><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><div align="justify">love, </div><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><div align="justify">Jessy </div>Jessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024349335152492047noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063187093699210503.post-65277296177683260662011-04-04T07:19:00.000-07:002011-04-04T08:02:16.690-07:00Tied up ==<div align="justify">It's been 9 months working, nothing is really great and impressing me these months working in this newly established hospital. There are pros and cons working in a newly established workplace, pros are where you could set your rules and regulations yourselves, everybody is new to the organization and trying to adapt to the new management no matter the higher position to the General Manager and the lower ones to the cleaners. </div><br /><div align="justify">The cons are very much lesser exposure and learning opportunity in this workplace compared to the bigger organization. Can you imagine i could actually surf internet and check on my emails during working hours? I know it's very sad. I feel sad to myself, too.. I am uncertain that whether the low revenue currently is because of the employee's quality of work, too many options to choose nearby, or is everybody healthy and dun't have to come to us? As we know if hospital has less people means good for population where people are healthy, thus doesn't have to seek for treatment, but if it's still that crowded in other hospitals, ours one is actually in a very dangerous state in business point of view. As an ordinary medical staff i'm supposed to be concerned merely on treating patients when there are clients. But i'm worried now. This month average number of patients are not more than 10. What's wrong? </div><br /><div align="justify">It's good to be a little free in the morning as I gotta keep some adenaline booster for the nights. Yeah, my boyfie and I have started doing housecall. This patient is staying in a huge bangalow, yes, it's really huge with swimming pool and aquarium in the house compound. We need a lot of energy to see this uncle cause he is quite elderly. I'm enjoying doing housecalls as you could arrange your own time and when you work on your own, you feel needed. </div><br /><div align="justify">There are so much disturbance living in an area where public transport is so not reachable. I had to call up a cab to send me to the Komuter station. There is hardly buses and cabs in Kota Kemuning area. I need a car badly. I would have gotten a white Perodua Myvi last year if possible. But i wasn't able to due to some financial crisis. Now i'm saving my downpayment. and also worried whether my current monthly pay sufficient for living with feeding my car in the future. Why isn't there a car that can run with water?! I'm certainly dreaming now.. </div><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><div align="justify">It's monday night and i'll be working 8am - 5pm tomorrow and gonna meet the uncle at night. good night ;) </div><br /><div align="justify">Love,</div><br /><div align="justify">Jessy</div>Jessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024349335152492047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063187093699210503.post-86898643426055913112011-03-18T23:17:00.000-07:002011-04-04T07:19:42.937-07:00Extreme AdventuresThis was nearly two months ago, got a call from Faten regarding skytrex in Shah Alam. Before i agreed to join, i searched internet about Skytrex Adventure, it's so my thing.. Flying fox, tandem walking on the rope and odd surfaces in the air. Looking at these favourites that i've ever only tried in NS camp few years back, i said yes to the trip. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585677625596067026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXlDVxObl_b24I8OqyyZp97PMlU9JG7tfv6ktfA7ObvAP5aW7O7om2TwGnCj99v-BwP6z2ohoglGc0Swz3DtZsgaMGonHVIXLzqSfEVQ6aHrCkCxDCT7BHkdMK6ykyBZU-sH5TzmMBflc/s320/P1193699.JPG" /> There're more pictures taken, in the air.. for you who don't really know me, i like adventures and i like sharing my thrilling experience, that's why i've really taken pictures on every stages i went through, feel free to visit my facebook to see all the pictures. <br /><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591732227321898866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgBa4IEfvEP5ELJMRFowgTNsSEWjaJ_2M1nz8jDX70_RcS1S-cYhrUFNPArdFh6I9lTW2Ij7ZLK8hm8op8VmtCH2bMTIxyzYHQEz-zqN7ABcqXe7LNbKrAKV1H5L5ROfHJbjjlr6iDdyo/s320/P1193780.JPG" /></p><br /><p>There were around 10 of us, the rest that are not in the picture have left ahead of us. We came in a group, attended a nearly 15mins training on harness application, as for all the stations we have to apply our harness ourselves eventhough there are skytrex staffs at selected stations. This is a challenge to those who are afraid of height and those who doesn't have stamina. This is like after doing hiking of few mountains. Must go again one day!!</p><br /><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585677621325987826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1eW2H_yz4RPOyMk-arsSq69T9_Kmc7BX4TzzAJrii8de3RlqyGEdhyxU4I-UmlVsKQFyOWbR0K7p5c724t6Y1t_ropbzUtWuQmz109fcoVpLKvtmSm3yJ7mZtyAUSuofOV9wKnzCaaCA/s320/P1193685.JPG" /> Few weeks later after the skytrex, the gleneagle gang decided to go for wall climbing in One Utama, this will be my first ever time to try on wall climbing. For beginner we have to go through basic wall course which cost us RM128 to be independent climber. The harness application was nothing challenging since alvin and I have already trained to do so. This is a good teamwork activity where climber and belayer have to trust each other and they are not allowed to be distracted. This is life threatening. For me i feel it's more challenging to become belayer because belayer takes the responsibility to save the climber if emergency happens. </p><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585677635634321602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUdwfEqrzNwOiYkwCC1G9O0lfm7jm1bW2mgjRDtP-oxKCnhFIHqYW3seH3UWoIvYp0DC9GcqIolCYJpgheIQtsPkvG-smeZawH3EBFn367kXoMSW9TzNk71uxqL_1ZmUTmWH2ZCwb9HRw/s320/199422_1808006834481_1069231007_2046270_4134795_n.jpg" /> That was a good exercises where everybody was craving for Chili's as usual thereafter the training finished. But sadly Chili's was full house, so they decided to head to Italianese. We really had a good time and i found they are really funny people and good friends to be with. Can't wait to go for the next getaway with them. The next will be paint ball in Bukit Jalil!!</div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585677631196779154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib2IS4Qdq94oLRkPiOK3TsxmS0UfMV_OQWuPmNDQnCnzJu7ZbvCmaiuWr6ZCvhsEJaH7G-sE-gzwUg0s1n2fe04q1WbU6GjtcMVJ5ujYXYuqjDqN9vsWHErGnPnQc9-9k0CBw2muQimgo/s320/189182_1807928432521_1069231007_2046204_7233929_n.jpg" /> End with my own camwhoring photo with harness. (; <br /><div><br /><div><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Jessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024349335152492047noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063187093699210503.post-29666476987636345102011-03-18T06:42:00.000-07:002011-03-18T06:42:42.095-07:00(Jason Mraz) I'm Yours - Sungha Jung<iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iyMQRVA2pnc?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>Jessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024349335152492047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063187093699210503.post-84739459945612409582011-01-14T06:06:00.000-08:002011-01-14T06:34:29.521-08:00New Year 2011<div>It's been a while since the last post, frankly i almost forget about this blog. However, i push myself today to just update this for the new year. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>It's 2011, i'm 22 years old, i can't believe that time could just fly away like that. What is my wish for the new year? I wish everybody around me healthy and happy always. Hopefully i'll get what i planned for this year.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Thanks for my lovely baby who always take good care of me, no matter how busy he is with work, he'll still try his best to come meeting me and bring me for dinner. I've been staying away from home for several years, it made me more independent in some ways. However there're time when i feel lonely and helpless, people always seek help from home, but i try not to, i'm used to settle things my own way, and ended up to be what people used to call 'stubborn'. Baby is the one i look for when i have problems, he always bring me happiness, warmness and love. Thanks for being so lovely and I L Y bee. ;) </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562049540400337970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXWYi5d1G1ra4S5LxEtMloXA4Q2Gv-p3nqbqmL8joAebRL62bDLEOtk0GbB85a48j7zKhhDlVxK6Q0CXtwX2BfLG7d2ecyew6Org8wXSXcqFOCDCLyOkLgui0c3ZN0VOTcRUXJ39tGYkQ/s320/DSC01116.JPG" /><br /><div></div>Jessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024349335152492047noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063187093699210503.post-13927535452071670332010-06-03T22:16:00.000-07:002010-06-03T23:05:56.784-07:00Roar!!!!<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz89OcO-c5SJAFI04iNo-3fGmUY1rvTDTx0H7RNbGxAPywIr0JlKZobP6BjLWq51n8pU_mfxbIfio6SzJKcv8_qZ-vfUW3ZLSWS_uCikxOo0z_qOmVCljyonGCnDI802dU94arrLh0YBA/s1600/batch+9.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478792927435608914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz89OcO-c5SJAFI04iNo-3fGmUY1rvTDTx0H7RNbGxAPywIr0JlKZobP6BjLWq51n8pU_mfxbIfio6SzJKcv8_qZ-vfUW3ZLSWS_uCikxOo0z_qOmVCljyonGCnDI802dU94arrLh0YBA/s320/batch+9.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="justify">Woah woah!!! i don't know how to describe my current feeling now. i've just done my professional exam on 1st June. It was kinda good result i think, i have confident in it that im gonna pass my exam and tat's it, TAT's It, 3 years physiotherapy course is now over! Time flies, but it's really funny that while we were studying we were so eager to finish the course, but that now i've just done mine, i feel that 3 years has just past like a blink of eye..somehow wondering what and why we have been doing in the 3 years. </div><br />The 1st day of college life is stil very fresh in my mind. Everybody was so newly known each other, walking around and sarcastically HI and BYE.. I wasn't used to goof around yet i was used to just sticking with few of my close friends. That was my warm up phase, now i've done my game and reaching my cool down phase as though in some sports games. Everybody is gonna leave each other to have our own life to go on. This is the reality, initially people from different places gather together for the faith's sake, and we can't escape the ending and separation. We must accept that there's no eternity. Every starting will have an ending. No matter is it a good or bad ones, I hope everybody in Batch 9 had a sweet memory in this 3 years. Memory stays forever!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478792934054471314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp4I4j3cUEKCsmnad1cQKTjA1lOgy265GevnMcYj-k34pTROfakrzY3gW7iPWUDv2U8oTRdqwnK4LcK2ERpez2ihM75Y0uzz4yXNPAAl755INFbFkeyDBoe-IQGErQEA177bWmlAeYa98/s320/n713603914_433721_1954.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478792938164495362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmUXR1cjm26AvXlMwPo2ZGEMyP8fcQ-zo5Wo0RjXwwRCSTqbHGgS8LHG3Li_Z1SyQbgrDCYpkKgmycDEvESjeze50JRHxVh1BrIG-NkutFgbJPVkQbl1vxuwOFecmQRtrXtHvuKL8lZ_k/s320/tina.bmp" /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478792948611156386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQylhYBMnDCQLYPMeF8T2YsyNiFNE3UGAySSdekBa9v5GPoqwUn1FgyXNW1gi9NYQ1CEHISjdqAfIFs8Qu96VPam5-uFN3jPEtlRTAvLu1mydGPKfZXTMQax06knjvbqGCx6IsGzMuHp4/s320/group+pic+in+KKB.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478792951582790370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyu_Jf3rkhlZtCbYm7OtbbCW1c9hoovP8-er8JsBVbr8QDNMsKK1VCUNAbJMi6iWAhmO6lAPKD6Hc6vrUoL6dyOUQpIe9Y2YfmgfeLP00mnSryckwuBKw9IHQSZumqfS8OB11KFs6chPs/s320/untitled.bmp" /><br /></div><br /><br /><p></p><p>These pictures're giving me thousand of words.. Rock Batch 9! Muuaakks... =)</p>Jessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024349335152492047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063187093699210503.post-80804528703691216082010-04-09T07:41:00.000-07:002010-04-09T23:53:44.837-07:00Final posting<div align="justify">I have just finished 6 weeks posting in the government welfare home-Rumah Ehsan in KKB. Now we have started our 6 weeks time journey in Hospital KKB. This is my first week in Hospital. i started missing the fellow patients in rumah ehsan so so much. Thousands of sincere smiling faces are spinning in my head now. they are so simple and their only entertainment there is chit chatting.<br /><br />They are those disabled child tat has been abandoned since young, disabled adults who has no one to take care of and the old parents who are left der by own children. How sad is tat.. and where has the love gone.. there's a malay sentence saying tat a mother can raise up ten children, but the ten children cannot take care of the mother..This would bring shame to those children who don't wanna take care of parents when they are old.<br /><br />Seeing these pts who has to be so determined in carrying out daily living activities, from the pt with paralysed half body due to stroke to the most severe paralysed of lower body due to spinal cord injury, i am feeling sad and at the same time i am inspired. those with paralysed lower body instead of depending on others, they train their upper body to survive- transfering, putting on cloths, bathing and toileting. This tells us tat one wil always get wat they hope for if v keep working hard and never giv it up so easily. Below are some smiles: </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458395792747958002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ9MYasp-ubN5YjHBPZMPD1Qel9eNZ70hjm6hGJBKMs0905exkVmtBzAtuf1tLFqrBYJLn49eh4bb48p0GVw5HwkCvUm0QDgBDqyGkWj74lzRAn9Nnfhu8w_71ltQ8B-AYULQZEZf3y7c/s320/untitled+3.bmp" /></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Ai Yun*Korean drama super fan & Mak cik Rokiah*pure talent in anyaman</span><br /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458395787657438610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKy9-cJyeDVP_8YVesooOPwoXy8kXme2sOy8798XRr_0dslRa4wupRWMcfA22y8SycHZzXbxkZY8eB_Qy_B6o-90gnT12B6HB3WKIrhWbEObiHQrezB3gMianItn37qUAWsob7cS8spjc/s320/untitled+2.bmp" /> <p align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Kah Piew*miss ur voice :)</span><br /><br /></p><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458394892425549522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXQ2vZ_Q0wKEzE8DwkKkBnhzImcT5p_lSz_YrSFY_j_xptdznD2sqJRyV5uyPJcenXPZL2-55NfJ7L5YWLM3JvUDROagojrSInDoWgcRplLXigV40EMNNF2RGLAzEBNuZibrLU3lWliHw/s320/untitled+1.bmp" /> <p align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Ah Poon*hopefully u're stil doin exercises tat i taught. </span><br /><br /><br /><br /></p><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458395798293046482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8LkLSqYrK8CObfPhHGn2Pzh3DVULwYl6GCpylX_3uCorZ7vPMTaaxe1-UUnOtZdcwYcnrZWN8MR3eiFW4tD2leqSkedkm6sznLPXkPYtKl-GypMOe1m0mhc-qgHAlApaW0YcZFTTRgjo/s320/untitled+4.bmp" /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Uncle 08*cz he has 08 tatoo on the chest </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br />hav a nice day everyone^^</div>Jessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024349335152492047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063187093699210503.post-56274926222300332892009-12-31T00:16:00.000-08:002009-12-31T02:13:15.148-08:00Holiday or Jail??Hai there..today is the last day of 2009 and i've been in sem break for nearly two weeks. There's one more week to go for the beginning of my last semester of physio course. We're gonna say goodbye to our lovely college soon and greet the coming hospital or medical centers tat we're gonna work in..<br /><br />What would i say in the last day of 2009? i'd like to say goodbye to 2009 and welcome 2010. New year is gonna have new mission, new thinking, new environment and too new Calendar..My wish for 2010 might be as simple as just stay happy^^I wish everybody happy new year and enjoy the very last day of 2009, because time is never reverse.<br /><br />To start my topic, i'd like to clarify my situation now, i'm beginning to hate long holiday, it's just a jail to me..it's just a suprise that i'd say tat b'coz i was the one like to have longer holiday since we've never had holiday that longer than 2 weeks. now that we got a week more to enjoy.. what i feel is what should i do in the another week?? oh gosh...<br /><br />it's not like i didn't enjoy my holiday, i was enjoying straight after my exams finished on 17th Dec. We crazy friends as usual straight go to karaoke at Red Box in The Curve with our uniforms~~we should have asked for pay cz we are promoting our college, kiki... And you guys have no idea how weird the ppl watching us when we enter the shopping complex.<br /><br />19th Dec- that was my very first time too to watch MIHF ( Malaysian Ice Hockey Federation) game. That day was the final 3 division games. I was allowed to enter the rink that is supposed to open for only players and staff, ha.. Thanks to the man that try to find himself on ice. i couln't help to snap and record the games at where i stand. And i found it's not easy to be good in tat sport as you have to be both fast and skillful in ice skating and hockey. the combination of ice skate and hockey, the name ice hockey implies that too. I miss ice skating, the last time i skated was during the Christmas 2008 if i'm not mistaken..<br /><br />i had a wonderful trip in Penang on 22th to 24th December with all the jokers. that was my first time being in Penang and we had alot of fun and jokes. i got no regrets that i chose to go Penang instead of following parents to Aus, playing with friends are somehow different than travelling with parents and relatives. Thanks alot to our pro camera man- Yuen , safety first driver- Skeith and also the pityful panda- Shirley. ps: make sure you guys never have snoring for the next trip or there's victims suffering..haha~~<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Following are some pics taken in Penang~let the pics become the story teller~~ </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421334393450991538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFuSEvXEEF-AtlxbSwmsQKTWVvGmObnDCKwaELf-LKZn2zzSPQGTlUk_abmFUFf1AoiI4G5-x9KEaY67dBttvWcOqCYgvo5Y6EVlnHcufwBqM1C440HTVQJnMrLItq4WLGwAlZ6_JAXOU/s320/18354_377217310623_903760623_10512627_7362224_n.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Taken at Penang Hill, i was the only one didn't wear santa hat~~</span></div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421334395380503346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSv6kv368snbLvWxRX5qPZt9ZHdOoEA4BG28Xh4JHq226kPzvyp2tiTx7MQvdeU7U4LVMpfE9YEy6RZEFDN6zvvFil7HVOtoPpjmweHv1W_zezW-TeHmTZnFLX7ivx4IDR2lHk3r9enyU/s320/18354_378049610623_903760623_10522659_841216_n.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Yuen~big brother</span></div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421334023460556754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0rzP2kvtNiDPqdugAYY96drDn4JMyXGRisvhpV0AzwjUlV4loZZFcqBdegGfg5IqbUnfL-OV7ncKP3Kovc1hFI7DOs6rRaDJfsweTeIzueJPR9fXuewDkUsgLQ2OhLqmU1R0o_O8KxVw/s320/18354_376664335623_903760623_10507198_7011353_n.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Taken with Skeith before entering the cable car~</span></div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421334403088437154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2GfmoyYMTWFM4V6rVmUHDjY0O_9IDAo-X4Hf5nrsBl5Xyvl75OvudGjQ3Ra1D4mEtr39Rkq53qge6NCjeQbDeURf6dG8Pl96F4vbpq6rufts5IQyvjuFNSP_K1skCHbnoYPeruFW6ipo/s320/18354_378049900623_903760623_10522689_6656042_n.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">With sweety shirley b4 entering butterfly farm~</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421334408512570850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu9OxmehYNc4gUbRq3Na2bgW_RlGZSBFNMalOLOC5Nww4OLzj8CT5EOiotGk27H9hr0XgLqjhdWCGVBcP_29VMKQ6J1s_MPX_11zjwxm812EyKrA-3Ruduk3W9u8Xgn2xjVI3HGMen5PU/s320/18354_378050020623_903760623_10522701_4015391_n.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">In the butterfly farm~</span></div><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421334793876588626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtk9lgIg6udZ80_3UGvMP0-fvfuVmusuo3kvCasiylf1BKQ8PSzYxXpnzaCYHQdaKtEwcbiJXTqKO0N_M_lPHmJaSwXRmIk0hvBFx7NTDfpv_wqNPNoAGKvsoYVXPRcpQU9FodeBfzMjI/s320/18354_378069075623_903760623_10522982_5254586_n.jpg" border="0" /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">trying to kite higher and higher~</span><br /><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421334785586667122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhavcPPCr78n2cqml4a_j86-UMEEo156g4BU6tgAUwR7oc4caX9L5kI8ZVVEn2B5kQOUxINlpuRlT-xzxZjLbSHlQn187XN2-xURpo0lsHhplkHkq0JpwoH9YCty5_suZI7jkNvhyphenhyphenMf1E8/s320/18354_378050795623_903760623_10522789_171107_n.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">One of the famous temples in Penang~</span></div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421334781800614226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP592eSjEPuF7h_pUlzwploOGW7vVOdjny2mtyp5ZNNA_3etTGm3K0La5sWKWVFDUpJoaiKe0yIS7vxDIxRHaIoopCGLyUkbUVv9w_OfQa7s6CEqjdwgs9U3wZdsSMKW2MJqlc_a50-CA/s320/18354_378050700623_903760623_10522778_2069122_n.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Pls take note, it's not suitable to swim~</span></div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421334412589741074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-A7Zp5mri7UXl_n9mJIiVCxzj_wL-8va1xUbM0rK34p_0fXHGTnIhsjla59rAtDnaf_Q4NRbBG9xBUQt9IhQDG5RX0UkSCFCQ_EgO6ROYXzwAKI9fbj54QiN4CjmFGSpN7KwYdX7Re98/s320/18354_378050340623_903760623_10522738_5765602_n.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">In the Tropical spice garden with shirley~</span></div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421334961198521218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Qz50J5z8XCNGZpVcTT8kOQbdZZUoxYNDcgTSJliP9h5rb5zb2yTFWzYqNFgsFudDJ66j4Kn83EqGOrrnoOS5eFedoFRRe_Absp8dusNL-3tdFh1IWeQF9fu-qo4fxqdID1AdQfI1ru4/s320/18354_378069165623_903760623_10522992_7833191_n.jpg" border="0" /> <div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Saint George Church~</span></div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421334970666592258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIYwci1mO14bhGqhYB8IpKyvrQ2v-UpuH8nPpm8R2UysSCxI_lUjbM8GDRP7aKn6Zs03xevIyRz_yOIEzlKmHrK2a8QQyxKIi-Yd-ZOK8LByLFso4vQd4HC3hbUfEXK13OkNIA0RZ6rL8/s320/18354_378069405623_903760623_10523016_1203451_n.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Khoo Kong Si Temple~</span></div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421334790361669538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7fPsAcDJXF60NHYSoXTiOzBCmK4r7MMvgMkS6ACSk0yL8xubN20PYnvHTJcVn0XAMntmJNrJxdA1zHAyXmNJBO5fSB0wwOV7Vl5CqE17EpSnRgPe7z4jVauPRTaYoFlLDEN45yg8YxgY/s320/18354_378068965623_903760623_10522971_5988382_n.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Back to KL Christmas celebration in San Francisco~</span> </p><p align="left">From 28th onwards till today i was staying at home as a baby sitter. What i do when they sleeping? i'd just hook with laptop or some movies. and of course i took nap as long as possible that i've never had during training and class. Today supposed to have a so call count down with the jokers, but finally a call that saying it's cancelled. so i can only just count down myself in my dreamland tonight as usual then~~ 10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1- HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /></p>Jessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024349335152492047noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063187093699210503.post-59733365687074055272009-12-29T20:05:00.000-08:002010-01-02T01:15:01.328-08:00'No matter'<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicQHjR3_7hqolxfzLVf5ArgXRE1_sayJ_32joQ_6Fke6FOh0YbfG8Ft84tG80opV-_tN2ho0G0PSQbu-AuLMbL8umK8DIaxuilhHR7sjqYpUcXYi0UBEKhh9d7ME59Y0_Gtl_dCn5YiIM/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422068330341876914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicQHjR3_7hqolxfzLVf5ArgXRE1_sayJ_32joQ_6Fke6FOh0YbfG8Ft84tG80opV-_tN2ho0G0PSQbu-AuLMbL8umK8DIaxuilhHR7sjqYpUcXYi0UBEKhh9d7ME59Y0_Gtl_dCn5YiIM/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">Doesn't matter whom you are with</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">Doesn't matter where you are going</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">Don't you know i'm still waiting here for you</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">And pray for you</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">In the sunny days, Sun will light you day</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">In the windy days, Wind will lead you way</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">I have to say, you're my treasure moments</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">Never gonna walk away</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">In the rainy days, rains will share my tears</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">In the stormy days, storms will steal my pain</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">Just go your way and leave things all behind</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">Spread your wings and fly away</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">I'm pretending you're mine</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">I'm wishing you'll be fine</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">The moments we share never die</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">You've made a difference to my life</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">And let me realize</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;">The feeling i've got deep inside</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span></div><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span>Jessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024349335152492047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063187093699210503.post-2920277058130361492009-12-18T06:21:00.000-08:002009-12-18T06:28:32.086-08:00人生。。。。<div align="center">生命中</div><div align="center"><br />不断地有人离开或进入</div><div align="center"><br />于是,看见的,看不见了</div><div align="center"><br />记住的,遗忘了</div><div align="center"><br />生命中</div><div align="center"><br />不断地有得到和失落</div><div align="center"><br />于是,看不见的,看见了</div><div align="center"><br />遗忘的,记住了</div><div align="center"><br />然而</div><div align="center"><br />看不见的</div><div align="center"><br />是不是就等于不存在</div><div align="center"><br />记住的</div><div align="center"><br />是不是永远不会消失?</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div>Jessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024349335152492047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063187093699210503.post-6622018675837635622009-11-20T22:19:00.000-08:002009-11-27T08:07:48.353-08:00Future??<div align="center"><br /></div><div align="left">Can anybody predict future?I wish i could, if i could predict future, i dun have to worry so much what if i made wrong decision. Someone has told me that if there is really a person that can predict future, it can be a sad story for him. I ask 'WHY?' He said 'Our future depends on our decision' I accept what he said, its totally correct. It is so sad if our future fixed and we are just following the flow.<br /><br />I wonder how my future will be, initially i expect my future to be in the brightest ever than what i can expect. What i meant the brightest is i wish everyone will recognise me in future no matter from my career or from other areas. I love singing, once a time i follow singing class and have been singing on the competition stage, but then due to some factors i stopped. now once in a while i will be singing at home, haha..<br /><br />Now i feel it does not matter whether how bright is my future, i just wish i can enjoy every single seconds of my life. I will try every things that i wish to. I don't allow myself regret on what i miss. So i will treasure on every single learning opportunities. On 14th Nov 2009, i was the Master of ceremony in my primary school. It was really great that i could get the experience on the stage again. </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><p><span style="color:#ff0000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408814702037493490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH1m4NCJP7jmfBIfoViUpaMEsBQQT7jKNYd_mompduANzopErjmIe-loIj8NZXrAQ4EEKFZNDt_AOCpaFrGixMcCD_768cHICjyuOJQvXXk0aM1hDE7jaRosUEPNuEWvJjujNW00rGCGI/s320/P1000154.JPG" border="0" /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">was doing the last preparation on the way to the venue</span><br /></p><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408814008112843202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHkZhL2cQ0HFV160KlA7zSu_sYg9_yklyZvieS8YlRB0oiYP88X-Y0ssk41fqMa_WWHHxQlbxm1OCmoYLz90jyU_KbevJpwPAYqemc_eWZGg4dYmEQLc_X8eDL0y25t23NMtTxaUVYZWU/s320/P1000215.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="left"> <span style="color:#ff0000;">they were singing NEGARAKU..weren't they cute?<br /></span><br />I don't care how my future will be, i just wanna treasure what im having now. Good to have my lovely family, my lovely friends and my classmates being with me at the sadness and happiness. Thanks to them that i could become tough and never give up in coping problems. I am Big Big Girl now.</p>Jessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024349335152492047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063187093699210503.post-23532653921898875592009-10-09T07:41:00.000-07:002009-10-09T08:40:59.799-07:00Secrets in my deepest heart~~SECRET 1: It has been 2 weeks training in HKL, today we had a jamuan for hari raya, it doesn't look like hari raya celebration, it looks more like datin's big day. The first thing of every guests do after entering physio department was hugging her and many sarcastic words that im not really used to hear it.<br /><br />SECRET 2: There's a therapist who is very famous in our college, he's rarely talking with students, but being very friendly and nice to other stuffs. And god bless me i had chance to follow him this week. although i don't really agree with wat he corrected me, but i understand the reason he is strict to students. i tried to practice wat has he taught me and fully get used to that way. Once on wednesday when i finished treating patient, he came and talked with me. Seriously i was shocked that he was so friendly to me all of the sudden. Actually he wanted me to warn my partner for tis posting-Shantini about the sequences of giving treatments. I was stunt and just said yes yes, until he said he pass me for the practical skills. my heart was flying up high, at least my hard work was not wasted.<br /><br />SECRET 3: Love-wat's love?love is a noun and can be a verb. 'I love you' is the 3 words that might steal a girl's heart, it seems couples now will repeat this 3 words at least twice a day, early morning and at night before sleep. For me, 'I love you' is really easily to be said, but it is hardly to be felt. Action is always more important than words n explainations. Girls always like to be loved, but they don't realise who is actually their Mr Right. Same goes to me myself. Im now exploring in a strange place of my heart that i never been. How long i should take for the tour? i hope i could discover my strange place of my heart as fast as possible.<br /><br />SECRET 4: I seem to be a tough girl, but i am weak in some way. I actually hate to be alone, i need bunch of friends to talk to. When i have difficulties, i will have someone to talk and share, i can't keep with myself, i will die with loneliness with problems spinning in my head. These days i had dreams about someone i miss. I still not able to let go. That is my weakness, when i get in to a relation, i would put whole soul and heart on it. But i actually feel glad that i had someone to think of so far. It's a recreation for the busy life im having now.Jessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024349335152492047noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063187093699210503.post-51051870906649043052009-10-03T08:21:00.000-07:002009-10-03T08:45:52.709-07:00HKL Life~~Sorry im not a good blogger..today is mooncake festival,im staying at home had a *great* family day,yeah,in fact only few of us staying at home, my eldest sister went out early morning, and brother went off after work, feeling jealose that i got no plan for today but staying at home..<br /><br />v got pizza hut and kfc for dinner instead of mooncakes, ahah.. But my two sisters were so *smart* that bot not enough for our big appetite, look at our body size la,everyone must eat alot ma,haha..like usual,singing while eating..really not good for digestion,but wat to do,i feel happy with tat...haha..<br /><br />my hkl life is really damn sucks.. waking up at 5 and gotta sleep at 10 or else the next day will be struggling. i never had such a good life style since i started secondary school. now only weekend i can do my stuff, checking mails, watching tv, fb, and blogging. working days really won have free time, all time spent on the documentation works,in hkl v got 3 books to finish, 1)patient record 2) reflective diary 3) everything book , everyday i have to get at least 6 cases to write in patient record and pass up everyday. reflective diary is wat hav i learned in the day and gotta pass up on every thursday. everything book is watever book. So tat's so clear why v have no free time when posting in hkl.<br /><br /> 4 SEPTEMBER 2009 i lost something. something tat i really loved,concerned,cared, and i dare to say tat was one part of me. my mood changes becoz of it. my personality changes becoz of it. my environment oso changes becoz of it. basically my life changes becoz of its existence. But now i lost it, it no longer b with me now, now tat its abscent changes my mood, my personality, my environment. It was my decision, i decided to lose it coz i miss my previous everything. i was looking forward to become the previous me.. Now i got the previous me, but i dun seem i got wat i expected. FREEDOM? is tat wat i need, or was tat coz of EGO?<br /><br />Wish everybody got a great happy mooncake festival day~~Jessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024349335152492047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063187093699210503.post-80264905593028169572009-07-01T20:57:00.000-07:002009-07-01T23:01:26.464-07:00Incident listsWow...i can't believe time past so rapid. The gap between the last post is nearly one month. Within this one month, i have undergone quite a number of incidents: Newly born niece, Gathering with my old friends in genting, recently past exams, and now comes my 1st day holiday. I haven't got a holiday plans yet, just wish to fulfill what i couldn't do during my postin weeks and exam weeks. Definitely including writing blog, watching my favourite hong kong dramas, finish the novels that took me so long to read and lastly accompanying my retired parents and family that used to be staying in home. <div><div><div><div><div><div></div><div></div><div><br />Comment on the new<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjojUZH1sX9BzoyTYiPF24dm2171XG0iyCiXShAO9bXZsxtZQWIakhnU3q4c7CpUHYn71I7O0vSVo-nNsSaoZmjiuHNOV4AkE3SJm6UTC_64BrMFbh45yNO7Wer6e3jBqjuQ0Y1ALg4ilc/s1600-h/DSC00790.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353728194464581586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjojUZH1sX9BzoyTYiPF24dm2171XG0iyCiXShAO9bXZsxtZQWIakhnU3q4c7CpUHYn71I7O0vSVo-nNsSaoZmjiuHNOV4AkE3SJm6UTC_64BrMFbh45yNO7Wer6e3jBqjuQ0Y1ALg4ilc/s200/DSC00790.JPG" border="0" /></a>ly born niece, the 4th children that call me auntie, i have to admit that im getting old, no longer a kid that being forced to call every single elders as auntie or uncle. Now im the elder of few kids that i used to force them to call me auntie. This is the process, they must undergo what i have undergone too. So i used to do what have my mum and sisters done on me when i was young, pointing them to do this and do that, saying to teach them some life skills, but very obviously im bullying them. Ha..what an evil auntie i am. </div><br /><br /><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353730388480253938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTZ_6R0ozqtfZS01zs7PowKQ6GlQ4aUMJ8U6s6ZgPcXgcmlWahwdcTNJUKmvLyx3gO9qAc7qFTAMXyMWOSYLHmT1BkRu3Aa2GPpYsJ-Gs6986qd5LBUrl6eRFaYIHpUBY2Jc_AIT7w-5M/s320/DSC00548.JPG" border="0" /> </div><div></div><div><br />The gathering has been held on 18th and 19th June in Genting. It was a lot of fun despite of the terrible movie and cancelled clubbing plan. There was a really faith written meet of three boys with same age and almost the same names. I have to say, that's really scary and too coincidence. I need comments of everybody that has heard me, is 'WAI KEAT' an too ordinary name or extraordinary name? This name has become important for me since 3 years ago. But slowly i got there is boyfriend of my close friend with the same name. Then this 2 Wai Keat met up and dicovered that both of them were primary classmates. Then the more amazing part is the day of gathering another Wai Kit appears saying he was Wai Keat's secondary friend. I'm confused, i believe that whoever read this is confused too. So my question is what's wrong is this name? i gotta make sure this because if anybody around me shout out the name i will definitely look at where the WAI KEAT is. Big trouble for me. Ha..<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353732214493278994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__n24yinI0mw/SkxHFXNv8xI/AAAAAAAAACQ/jeT1akmG__Q/s320/DSC00154.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353732211609506610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__n24yinI0mw/SkxHFMeNEzI/AAAAAAAAACI/9cjUc7H2pYY/s320/100520092046.jpg" border="0" /></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>During the gathering, i had the few uneasy feelings. The plan named gathering, but few of us including me were paired up. The aim of gathering is actually to fairwell those who going in the government university may be away from home. But it seems the plan was not very successfully. Total nine of us actually split in 3 gang not only when playing in theme park, rooms, and dinner time. This is the only thing that im not very happy in. I always hope that we sisters gang will always have fun together even some of us have paired up. Tomoro will always be better. </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353726038786819826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm2VFETtcvcr2Q6V1EBMCcR40ziel3Kva_dHFVHSgYOXcXGroIcxyxrS7U9ouT3B00nj4JRQnPBuHxBrIrpvi1T6MGEebZv7QzQrXxUHpa8eAKx1YGYh1fec6gNa5E_Jeyssta-7M18To/s320/DSC01001.jpg" border="0" /><br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353729326763467650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFJdFxV-enZSSDWzavYa5Xs_6IYef9aJnPTReGVSZSJkZuuoDy6W69dg76zYhlhxATV0d4dVhV0028QW2rYgcCNDFki5U7QbnYbJZYRkE5pAaxW6GWW7w_DX0BwvexPfbGWEXy7zF_ktQ/s320/010520091971.jpg" border="0" /></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div>I wish all my siste<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUK4dRkUeXcsoAmk9yGip-LHJ3dh6IamDZfUYoZxyo_H8Sa0aa_V_ctIvE_LQ2K87g5k6m1nim6N7bl-VVouyMNP13HhQp9Gq0ESHtXoF4klAK1g-A52bfZ_IFVH6CmFwi9KkNcIwqh1c/s1600-h/DSC01001.jpg"></a>rs that gonna have different life pathways friendship forever. HUI CHIN that recently moved to Penang studying in USM, FEI SAN that is gonna fly to TAIWAN this SEPTEMBER for her degree, WEI WEI that has got her life partner and future plan recently, MEIO KEAN that is still unstabil with her life, LEE WAH that has got her happy family and baby. Wishing all of you all the best and good luck, always think of me no matter having enjoyable or miserable period. Because friend is there to share.<br /></div><div> </div></div></div></div>Jessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024349335152492047noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063187093699210503.post-24088548085128524412009-06-12T00:38:00.000-07:002009-06-12T01:22:33.199-07:00What a life@@<div>I'm tired..really tired, i can't understand why there're people enjoying so much in what they're doing right now. I would say, that's human life, when we were young we were the puppets of rules and regulations no matter from family or school. Now as we grow up as an adult, we are stil sticked with the workshop's regulation and government regulation. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I used to be an obedient to all the rules and regulations attached to me. No matter what the reason the regulation for and who was the one set the rules. No matter set by government, school, family, bond company, boyfriend or myself. I used to stick with it, I used to be a very very very good and innocent girl. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Now that i already almost 20 years old, i'm matured enough to have my own opinon, why should i obey the rules and regulations that i found is useless? I have alot of comment on the recent hot issue about maximum SPM subjects taken. Now government seems to restrict the numbles of subject to 10 and i feel it's really not fair to students. Why are they stil treating secondary school children like puppets? They have their own mind and decision to make. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>They are independent enough to choose subjects they wanna take, it's proved by the incredible SPM results came out the past few years. I don't know what made them suddenly come up the issue to restrict the numble of subjects but it really causing trouble for students those who wanna do both science and account together in order to have more options in future. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I myself took 11 subjects including bahasa cina, if they restrict numble of subjects to 10, there will be big chances that chinese students are taking additional maths or accountancy instead of taking bahasa cina. It's not fair for chinese students. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Among the regulations, personal principles are the toughest to follow and obey. When the hopes and demands we are giving for ownself are too high, it will actually causing hectic and stressful life for ownself. For girls we usually think of having a good future and loving family. For guys they will most probably think of earning more money and power of family. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I sometimes feel jealous on friends who give up on having good future but chose to have loving family earlier. They are brave to choose their life. And i think i'm coward..or maybe i'm bit greedy, i wanna have both good future and loving family. i'm also a bit ego to have chosen to be better than others. That's where the stress came from, to have both good future-occupation and loving family is not an easy stuff. </div><br /><div></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNpBXsZSlYZiltP2dsT-B9PAFgAldgico-cnvN4yJc1eVwVLj6vxlL3BKl7fUqYkZYO13lZ3iAZwFtBI_UlSR4cYcTHN_5RTPX90Ezy_ZXZMUtv2GIT_6UcHO9MRC9rvlfYmKAGL8MyTg/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346353045270890418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNpBXsZSlYZiltP2dsT-B9PAFgAldgico-cnvN4yJc1eVwVLj6vxlL3BKl7fUqYkZYO13lZ3iAZwFtBI_UlSR4cYcTHN_5RTPX90Ezy_ZXZMUtv2GIT_6UcHO9MRC9rvlfYmKAGL8MyTg/s200/DSC00003.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>My friends comment on me that my personality doen't suit my looking. My personality shows i'm a pure superwoman but my charbby face shows i'm a 100% housewife type.. do you all think so? </div>Jessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024349335152492047noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063187093699210503.post-91638981048057462802009-05-29T02:44:00.000-07:002009-05-29T04:51:16.802-07:00学会自嘲 Learn to laugh at yourself我们很容易板着一张脸-例如犯了错误之后感到羞愧,或者是想努力维持严肃的模样。但是,生活是能变得轻松的。如果我们不时自嘲自己的某种性格,错误或者某种神经质的想法和行为的话。<br /><br /><br /><br />当对目前的关系感到疲惫,或者某个工程迟迟未完成,或者把车撞了个大洞,都会令人精神紧张,情绪沮丧。用数分钟时间到外头散散步,自我解嘲一番,将会使你放松,不再坚持十全十美,用新的眼光看待生活。<br /><br /><br /><br />Everyone has undergone the same situation perhaps..everybody did mistakes and the one who is able to solve the problems might be the smarter one than the one who can't. However, can we say that the one who takes a failure very lightly as the smartest and greatest?<br /><br /><br /><br />Yeah, actually for the advanced and stressful generation now, we not only have to be very good in communication skill but also have to learn how to cope with stress. I used to think, there are so many ways of coping stress, for example somebody who likes to dance they will probably go for dancing class or party, those who like to stay in own world will probably stay in home whole day during holiday doing own stuffs-im doing this only when i really have nothing else to do( it feels good when staying alone at home).<br /><br /><br /><br />The same thing i'm doing now no doubt is do relive stress after few weeks have been working in a physiotherapy clinic.The owner of the clinic is a middle aged indian guy with very strict own principles. When i think of this indian guy, a chill passing all over my body. He is sometimes very amusing, sometimes very strict, really unpredictable. He's a good story teller, like to test general knowledge(damn, i always speechless when i was asked).<br /><br /><br /><br />I feel stress when im staying around him, he works at least 15 hours per day and the maximum working hours he went through is 20 hours. Oh god, how can he bear with the tiredness, the exhausting body and the aging body system since he's already past 50...How can he bear with the stressful hours since he has no rest at all,he's working everyday including weekends.<br /><br /><br /><br />Somebody works because of habits, somebody works to fulfill daily expenses, some of them work for others like for family and children's education. i did ask him one day, 'Why would you work so hard?' He answered me, work for satisfaction and his children. when children are so excellent in result, will you be thinking to put more effort on their education? He has two children doing medicine now, of course he has to work harder to pay the debt.<br /><br /><br /><br />I discover the reason why i will be so frightened of him, the first day i enter the clinic i was already nicely scolded.Not to say scolded, but strictly asked.. he asked for my name. I comfirm that there's no mistakes i made after i answered him "my name is Jessy". Then he started asking strict questions, 'why would you use this europe name since you are a pure chinese?', 'you are not proud of your own chinese name?'. i was speechless..<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341211468879605874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9mCJXTetRx4s6wrnpSZ05Ei7goVPBxwgGXvazoWF_sntnDjP3-1-EaVxkNh5lkjP0wOj_ds8MHKLm7Q4JkyyuA3hfxAfhCuY3j1w_3VMl5WG2LF_AeG7RMW0ExxQQ-9vwF4fJSOLOTJ4/s320/DSC00688.JPG" border="0" /><br />From that day onwards, nobody recognise me as Jessy in the clinic. I'm scared of him and somehow i really miss the feeling being called Kwee Pin or Pin.Maybe i shouldn't have choosen this nick name, but i don't regret, i prefer people call me Jessy still. People at my age are grown enough to have own opinion, and we should stay still on it.<br /><br /><br /><br />I will recall on this article- learn to laugh at yourself, when sometimes i stress staying around him or scolded because of poor general knowlege. Laugh at ownself is considered as a self comfort skill. It's really usefull and effective. Nobody is perfect, i do mistakes, you do mistakes, even gods do mistakes too. What matters most is our attitude to look into the mistakes we have done. Be upset and regretting on what have we done only are useless.<br /><br /><br /><br />Keep in mind, once we have done any mistakes, let go it but swear in own heart not to repeat it again. Be happy and cheerful because again we have got a lesson.Life is meaningful so value the time with happiness rather than staying with the miserable face all the time.<br /><br /><br /><br />Let's do facial exercises, come on, first open eyes widely, yes.. wide enough till you feel the eye lids are strectched, alright, now open mouth widely until the throat is visible, wonderfull.. Lastly, come show the teeth like promoting darlie toothpaste..See how pretty the face is in the mirror. Keep it for few hours might be the best. Probably the mother will be shocked..haha..Jessyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024349335152492047noreply@blogger.com1