My Angel

My Angel

My sweet beautiful angel.
Sent to me from above.
I am so grateful to have found you,
and I give you all my love.

You must have come from heaven,
because you have pretty little angel eyes.
When you gaze at me with them,
my heart begins to fly.

Your sweet angelic voice,
continuously rings in my ears.
With you by my side,
there is nothing I fear.

Whenever we are together,
You shine with a heavenly glow.
Your beautiful angel face,
raises me up from feeling low.

Yes, heaven is missing an angel,
because you are here with me.
You're my sweet, beautiful angel,
and I'll love you for eternity!

- David Mendez-Yapkowitz -




Dedicate to my <3

IT IS THE LITTLE THINGS THAT MAKE A BIG DIFFERENCE

There was a man taking a morning walk at or the beach. He saw that along with the morning tide came hundreds of starfish and when the tide receded, they were left behind and with the morning sun rays, they would die. 

The tide was fresh and the starfish were alive. The man took a few steps, picked one and threw it into the water. He did that repeatedly. Right behind him there was another person who couldn't understand what this man was doing.

 He caught up with him and asked, "What are you doing? There are hundreds of starfish. How many can you help? What difference does it make?" This man did not reply, took two more steps, picked up another one, threw it into the water, and said, "It makes a difference to this one."

What difference are we making? Big or small, it does not matter. If everyone made a small difference, we'd end up with a big difference, wouldn't we?

Saw it from a blog : ) 

Taiwan 2~~~~

Due to popular demand~~ i add a few more photos : )

P.S all credits goes to My <3 : )

Taiwan~~~

Whats for dinner???

A man feared his wife wasn’t hearing as well as she used to and he thought she might need a hearing aid. Not quite sure how to approach her, he called the family Doctor to discuss the problem. The Doctor told him there is a simple informal test the husband could perform to give the Doctor a better idea about her hearing loss.

Here’s what you do,” said the Doctor, “stand about 40 feet away from her, and in a normal conversational speaking tone see if she hears you. If not, go to 30 feet, then 20 feet, and s o on until you get a response.”

That evening, the wife is in the kitchen cooking dinner, and he was in the den. He says to himself, “I’m about 40 feet away, let’s see what happens.” Then in a normal tone he asks, ‘Honey, what’s for dinner?” No response.

So the husband moves to closer to the kitchen, about 30 feet from his wife and repeats, “Honey, what’s for dinner?” Still no response.

Next he moves into the dining room where he is about 20 feet from his wife and asks, Honey, what’s for dinner?”

Again he gets no response so, He walks up to the kitchen door, about 10 feet away. “Honey, what’s for dinner?” Again there is no response.

So he walks right up behind her. “Honey, what’s for dinner?”

“James, for the FIFTH time I’ve said, CHICKEN!”

Moral: The problem may not be with the other one as we always think, could be very much within us..!

Submitted By: Ashwini K

Three type of people

A teacher shows three toys to a student and asks the student to find out the differences. All the three toys are seemed to be identical in their shape, size and material. After keen observation, the student observes holes in the toys. 1st toy it has holes in the ears. 2nd toy has holes in ear and mouth. 3rd toy has only one hole in one ear.

Than with the help of needle the student puts the needle in the ear hole of 1st toy. The needle comes out from the other ear. In the 2nd toy, when the needle was put in ear the needle came out of mouth. And in the 3rd toy, when the needle was put in, the needle did not come out.

First toy represent those people around you who gives an impression that they are listening to you, all your things and care for you. But they just pretend to do so. After listening, as the needle comes out from the next ear, the things you said to them by counting on them are gone. So be careful while you are speaking to this type of people around you, who does not care for you.

Second toy represent those people who listens to you all your things and gives an impression that they care for you. But as in the toy, the needle comes out from mouth. These people will use your things and the words you tell them against you by telling it to others and bringing out the confidential issues for their own purpose.

Third toy, the needle does not come out from it. These kinds of people will keep the trust you have in them. They are the ones who you can count on.

Moral: Always stay in a company of a people who are loyal and trustworthy. People, who listen to what you tell them, are not always the ones you can count on when you need them the most. 

Submitted By: Anju Chowdhary, India

Broga hill~

Malaysia Broga Hill scene~~ : )

Who's Talking?

Once upon a time, there are 4 monks living in a temple near the mountains. There is one time where they are having a (Non Talking Meditation Training) so among these 4 monks there is this young monk whom in charge of lighting the oil lamp during the training.


After a few hours passed by the oil in the lamp is finishing,  and strong winds are blowing off the fire the young monk opened up his eyes and shouted : Oh NO! the fire is going off!!!!.


The other 3 monks immediately opened up their eyes and monk A scolded the young monk and says: Why are u shouting!!! we are doing a Non Talking Meditation!! how can u opened up ur mouth and shouted because of a small matter.... Monk B shouted at Monk A and says : You got no rights to scold the young monk as you opened up your mouth as well!!! 


Monk C was sitting there quietly all the time and He told the other 3 monks arrogantly: Hahahahaha!!! Im the only one that is keeping quiet!!!


During the time where the 3 older monks scolding others about talking or shouting, they did not know that each of them has broke the rules of NON TALKING.


P.S - As a human being we always pointed out and look at other people's mistakes but we can never see our own behavior and mistakes. We should always correct our self so that we wont tripped by the same stones all the time.




Author- Danny Lo

Never doubt yourself

If I would leave any thought with someone I would say never doubt yourself. No matter what people say, no matter what you may think sometimes, never doubt yourself. If you believe in yourself you will succeed far more than you will fail. He who possesses a quiet kind of faith in his ability to perform a task already has the task half completed. Believe in yourself despite setbacks, despite the seemingly immovable obstacles, despite the cold and dark, despite the woe and pain, and eventually your faith will come to fruition, and you will find all those troubles behind you. The simplest thing in the world is to deride ourselves because we made a mistake, to give up and say, "I'm no good", but the more difficult thing is to believe in ourselves and constructively continue our life. The greatest error in life is to downgrade ourselves. The most horrible tragedies in life have occurred from a lack of faith in one's own self, one's own ability, from a belief that one cannot succeed, but that failure is their sole lot in life. There seems to be a self uncertainty that builds up in the mind every time one makes a mistake or fails to accomplish a task, and with every successive blunder the uncertainty grows stronger until one doubts one's ability to do anything right. Being human we are host to a number of frailties, each one of which disturbs and depresses us, and makes us doubt our worth. We are not a mechanically precise machine, we are a bundle of nerves which often tangle and get jangled, but are capable of amazing performance. We have more strength than we believe, there is more fight within us than we know, and far more potential than we could ever call forth or even dream of being possible. --- Copyright 1999 Walter Westfall --- Illinois

Helping hands

Helping hands

A mother, wishing to encourage her son's progress at the piano, bought tickets to a performance by the great Polish pianist Ignace Paderewski. When the evening arrived, they found their seats near the front of the concert hall and eyed the majestic Steinway waiting on the stage. Soon the mother found a friend to talk to, and the boy slipped away.

At eight o'clock, the lights in the auditorium began to dim, the spotlights came on, and only then did they notice the boy - up on the piano bench, innocently picking out "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star." His mother gasped in shock and embarassment but, before she could retrieve her son, the master himself appeared on the stage and quickly moved to the keyboard.

He whispered gently to the boy, "Don't quit. Keep playing." Leaning over, Paderewski reached down with his left hand and began filling in the bass part. Soon his right arm reached around the other side and improvised a delightful obligato. Together, the old master and the young novice held the crowd mesmerized with their blended and beautiful music.

In all our lives, we receive helping hands - some we notice, some we don't. Equally we ourselves have countless opportunities to provide helping hands - sometimes we would like our assistance to be noticed, sometimes we don't. Little of what we all achieve is without learning from others and without support from others and what we receive we should hand out.

BARNEY~~~~

如果你喜欢一个人，你会很在乎她

如果你喜欢一个人，你会很在乎她 

　　如果你喜欢一个人，你会经常的想起她 

　　如果你喜欢一个人，你就会想着能够天天见到她 

　　如果你喜欢一个人，你的心情会随着她心情的好坏而转变 

　　如果你喜欢一个人，你会很在乎她心里到底是怎么看待你的 

　　如果你喜欢一个人，你会常常有意无意的在心里默默的念着她的名字 

　　如果你喜欢一个人，你会觉得自己很渺小 

　　如果你喜欢一个人，你就会感觉到，什么叫日有所思夜有所梦 

　　如果你喜欢一个人，你会害怕她受到一点伤害，害怕她有一点不高兴 

　　如果你喜欢一个人，无论你走在哪里，你都会期盼着能够碰见她 

　　如果你喜欢一个人，不管你是有事还是没事，你都会想着每天给她打个电话、发几条短信 

　　如果你喜欢一个人，无论你的心情是好还是不好，你都会以一种愉悦的心情去面对她 

　　如果你喜欢一个人，你会喜欢她喜欢看的书、喜欢她喜欢的运动，关注她所关注的事物 

　　如果你喜欢一个人，即使她会无意中伤害到你`，你也会去包容她、体谅她 

　　如果你喜欢一个人，要是能为她做点什么，你都会觉得很快乐 

　　如果你喜欢一个人，有的时候你会选择走在她的右边，而有的时候你又会选择走在她的左边 

　　如果你喜欢一个人，当你跟她走在一起的时候，你会觉得时间过的太快、所有的路那 么的短 

　　如果你喜欢一个人，即使你有宰相肚里能撑船的气度，在面对她的时候你也会显得小气 

　　如果你喜欢一个人，无论她走到哪里，你的心都会随她而去 

　　如果你喜欢一个人，即使是错的，你心里也还是希望他是正确的 

　　如果你喜欢一个人，在某些情况下你会自己欺骗自己，明明自己喜欢着她却要在她面前装作毫不在乎 

　　如果你喜欢一个人，你会觉得跟她在一起的时候，那才是你最幸福的时刻

愛情之所以

愛情之所以，為愛情… 

爱情开始的开始总是甜蜜的， 
后来就有了厌倦、习惯、背弃、寂寞、绝望和冷笑。 
曾经渴望与一个人长相厮守，后来，多么庆幸自己离开了。 
曾几何时，在一段短暂的时光里，我们以为自己深深的爱着的一个人， 
后来，我们才知道，那不是爱，那只是对自己说谎。 
你以为不可失去的人，原来并非不可失去，你流干了眼泪，自有另一个人逗你欢笑，你伤心欲绝，然后发现不爱你的人，根本不值得你为之伤心，今天回首，何尝不是一个喜剧？ 
情尽时，自有另一番新境界，所有的悲哀也不过是历史。 







爱情总是想象比现实美丽，相逢如是，告别亦如是。 
我们以为爱得很深、很深，来日岁月，会让你知道，它不过很浅、很浅。 
最深最重的爱，必须和时日一起成长。 
因为爱情的缘故，两个陌生人可以突然熟络到睡在同一张床上。 
然而，相同的两个人，在分手时却说，我觉得你越来越陌生。 
爱情将两个人由陌生变成熟悉，又由熟悉变成陌生。 
爱情正是一个将一对陌生人变成情侣，又将一对情侣变成陌生人的游戏。 





相信爱情可以令一个人改变，是年轻的好处，也是年轻的悲哀。 
浪子永远都是浪子——自己。 
令男人改变的，也许是上帝的爱或者佛祖的慈悲，但绝对不会是女人。 
最不宜结婚的是浪子，最适宜结婚的也是浪子。 
往往不是女人改变一个浪子，而是女人在浪子想改变的时候刚好出现。 
想男人的一生，不过对女人做两件事： 
超乎她想象的好和她超乎她想象的坏。 
女人用他的好来原谅他的坏。 
如果有一天他们不能在一起，不是他太坏，而是她太好。 
我们一生之中，要牢记和要忘记的东西一样多。 
记忆存在细胞里，在身体里面，与肉体永不分离，要摧毁它，等于玉石俱焚。 
然而，有些事情必须忘记，忘记痛苦，忘记最爱的人对你的伤害，只好如此。 







时间会让你了解爱情，时间能够证明爱情，也能够把爱推翻。 
没有一种悲伤是不能被时间减轻的。 
如果时间不可以令你忘记那些不该记住的人，我们失去的岁月又有什么意义？ 
如果所有的悲哀、痛苦、失败都是假的，那该多好？ 
可惜，世上有很多假情假义，自己的痛苦、失败、悲哀，却偏偏总是真的。 
他纵有千个优点，但他不爱你，这是一个你永远无法说服自己去接受的缺点。 
一个人最大的缺点不是自私、多情、野蛮、任性，而是偏执地爱一个不爱自己的人 。 
暗恋是一种自毁，是一种伟大的牺牲。 
暗恋甚至不需要对象，我们不过站在湖边，看着自己的倒影自怜，却以为自己正爱着别人（这通常都属于忧郁和多愁善感之人所持有的错觉）… 




爱情和情歌一样，最高境界是余音袅袅。 
最凄美的不是报仇雪恨，而是遗憾。（自己） 
最好的爱情，必然有遗憾。那遗憾化作余音袅袅，长留心上。 
最凄美的爱，不必呼天抢地，只是相顾无言。（欲哭无泪的感觉） 
失望，有时候，也是一种幸福。 
因为有所期待，才会失望。 
遗憾，也是一种幸福。因为还有令你遗憾的事情。 
追寻爱情，然后发现，爱，从来就是一件千回百转的事。 
最浪漫的爱是得不到的。 
最浪漫的情话，是当哪个已经跟你分了手的人打电话来问：“你好吗？” 
你稀松平常的回答：“我很好。” 
而其实你还爱着他，你一点也不好。 
男人伪装坚强，只是害怕被女人发现他软弱。 
女人伪装幸福，只是害怕被男人发现她伤心。 




爱情，有时候，是一件令人沉沦的事情， 
所谓理智和决心，不过是可笑的自我安慰的说话。 
爱情从来都是一种束缚，追求爱情并不等于追求自由。 
自由可贵，我们用这最宝贵的东西换取爱情。 
因为爱一个人，明知会失去自由，也甘愿作出承诺。 
诺言是用来跟一切的变幻抗衡。 
变幻原是永恒，我们唯有用永恒的诺言制约世事的变幻。 
不能永恒的，便不是诺言。诺言是很贵的，如果你尊重自己的人格。 
爱是有安全感，又没有安全感。 
爱是一种震撼，也是一种无力感。 
爱是诱惑，也惟有爱能给你力量抗拒诱惑。爱是忠诚，可是爱也会令你背叛。 





一个人负心，或许是因为他的记忆力不好。 
他忘记了，所以他能够负心；不是因为他负心，所以他忘记了。 
以前种种，他并非完全忘记，但他记忆力太差了，往事已经不再深刻， 
很快就被新的记忆取代，只记得新人的欢笑，忘记旧人的笑脸。 
爱和怀念是两回事。 
男人忘不了旧情人，必然是他在过去的岁月里，曾经伤害她， 
那一次的过失，他无法弥补。 
当明知不可挽回，唯一补偿的方法就是怀念，同时也用对她的怀念来惩罚自己。 
自以为是的深刻不过是自欺欺人的说话。 
懂爱的女人通常输得很惨。 
爱情本来就是残忍的，胜者为王。 
感情可以转帐，婚姻可以随时冻结， 
激情可以透支，爱情善价而沽。 
是的，在这细小的都市里，这就是我们的生活。 
今天的长相厮守，只是尽力而为而已。 
最安全和最合时宜的方式，还是和自己厮守。 




一个钱币最美丽的状态，不是静止， 
而是当它像陀螺一样转动的时候，没人知道， 
即将转出来的那一面，是快乐或痛苦，是爱还是恨。 
快乐和痛苦，爱和恨，总是不停纠缠。 
所谓缘分，也和发明一样吧，都是源于偶然。 
爱情也是一种发明，需要不断改良。 
只是，这种发明跟其他发明不一样，它没有专利权，随时会给人抢走。 
愈害怕失去的人，愈容易失去。 
愈想得到，就愈要放手。放手是很难的，但是别无选择。 
世上有很多东西是可以挽回的， 
比如良知，比如体重。但不可挽回的东西更多， 
譬如旧梦，譬如岁月，譬如对一个人的感觉。 
放弃一个很爱你的人并不痛苦，放弃一个你很爱的人才是痛苦。 



食物可以有标签，说明“请在此之前食用”。 
女人不是食物，青春是有期限的，忍耐也是有期限的， 
请在期限期满之前好好爱她，好好照顾她，因为她是逾时不候的。 
万物有时，怀抱有时，爱情也有时序。 
爱情有生、老、病、死。爱情总在不知不觉间过期。 
有一天，我们把它拿出来，才知道它最鲜活的日子已经永远过去。 
在最有感觉的时候，她没有停下脚步， 
那么，也不必在一起走完那段路之后， 
回头去寻找那些散落在地上的感觉，路已经走完。 
爱情中最伤感的时刻是后期的冷淡，一个曾经爱过你的人， 
忽然离你很远，咫尺之隔，却是天涯。 
曾经轰轰烈烈，曾经千回百转，曾经沾沾自喜，曾经柔肠寸断。 
到了最后，最悲哀的分手竟然是悄无声息。 
今宵酒醒何处，杨柳岸，晓风残月。昨夜梦醉西塘，古道旁，迷雾孤星… 



爱情有相逢就有别离，可是每个人都害怕别离。大家都知道，最后一次的别离就是爱情的死亡。我们口里说“天下无不散之宴席”，心里却舍不得喝掉手中的酒，还想再唱一支歌，再唱一支歌。你可不可以不走？爱情之所以，为爱情…每个人都会有自己的理解，与定义。我也不好在此妄自菲薄，发表什么评论，可是我相信每个人都会找到属于自己的那份爱情，只要你也相信 …

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A photo speaks a thousand words~ so 5000 words for today post : )
All photos are taken by my beloved~ from various place and various time

enjoy~

Love and Hate

Love and Hate 

I.Love.You 
Wonderful words, quick spoken 
Wonderful words, quick broken 

I.Hate.You 
Painful words, quick to be said 
Painful words, becoming sad 

Love and Hate, opposite of each other, 
Or is it? Both can be such a bother. 

When your not near, I feel sad 
I say I hate you, and feel bad. 
But when you are here, Im happy 
I say I love you, and you love me. 

I hate the strange feeling 
I hate the sleepless night 
I love when you call 
I love when you hold me tight 

So when you are not here, I hate the feeling called love 
I wont deny I absolutely do 
But those two words, Hate and Love 
Are said in the same sentence, I hate that I love you.  




Something on my Facebook notes long time ago~

WARNING: THIS STORY WILL CHANGE YOUR LIFE

A very beautiful short film I came across, try to view it in different ways and you will be enlightened differently.

A matter of perspective

A woman was waiting at an airport one night, with several long hours before her flight. She hunted for a book in the airport shops, bought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop.

She was engrossed in her book but happened to see, that the man sitting beside her, as bold as could be. . .grabbed a cookie or two from the bag in between, which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene.

So she munched the cookies and watched the clock, as the gutsy cookie thief diminished her stock. She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by, thinking, “If I wasn’t so nice, I would blacken his eye.”

With each cookie she took, he took one too, when only one was left, she wondered what he would do. With a smile on his face, and a nervous laugh, he took the last cookie and broke it in half.

He offered her half, as he ate the other, she snatched it from him and thought… oooh, brother. This guy has some nerve and he’s also rude, why he didn’t even show any gratitude!

She had never known when she had been so galled, and sighed with relief when her flight was called. She gathered her belongings and headed to the gate, refusing to look back at the thieving ingrate.

She boarded the plane, and sank in her seat, then she sought her book, which was almost complete. As she reached in her baggage, she gasped with surprise, there was her bag of cookies, in front of her eyes.

If mine are here, she moaned in despair, the others were his, and he tried to share. Too late to apologize, she realized with grief, that she was the rude one, the ingrate, the thief.

By Valerie Cox in “A Matter of Perspective”

P.s - Was kinda busy these 2 days sorry for the late post : (

Smoke Signal

The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small,  uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him, and every day he scanned the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming.

Exhausted, he eventually managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect him from the elements and to store his few possessions. But then one day, after scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, the smoke rolling up to the sky.

The worst had happened; everything was lost. He was stunned with grief and anger. "God, how could you do this to me!" he cried. Early the next day, however, he was awakened by the sound of a ship that was approaching the island. It had come to rescue him. "How did you know I was here?" asked the weary man of his rescuers. "We saw your smoke signal," they replied.

It is easy to get discouraged when things are going badly. But we shouldn't lose heart, because God is at work in our lives, even in the midst of pain and suffering. Remember, next time your little hut is burning to the ground--it just may be a smoke signal that summons The Grace of God.