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the babe's life  ABBY HOTTY Grow older every 25June. I'm PAMPERED but not Spoilbrat.I need a personal fitness trainer as i gained weight fast!   MY MAN Grow older every 03Sept. So naughty, that I can never get enough of my arabic-indian-malay boy! Together since 160409  |
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Sunday / 11/15/2009 01:40:00 AM
It looks like i still have alot to learn about the word called sibling.My experience and environment tells me the definition of it.
As an indivdual, I may not understand coz I dont have one. And even though i treat some of my friends like one, I guess we still treat each other differently. You know what I mean, its rather 'Friend-Sibling', rather than 'Sibling-Sibling'.
I still don't understand some of the things that happened from a sibling to sibling, how close people can be, how hard one tries to cover another's shit hole and how hard someone sacrifice to help another party. This is how I define Bonding.
So, is this Bonding really is? Does it comes naturally or you were trained by your parents that way? But the most hardest thing for me to understand is, if your sibling is one deep shit, and he/she wants your help to cover his/her shit, while he/she dig another one, how far will you go to the extend to help? How great can you be the armour to shield the sibling?
Is this what people define sibling, Blood is Thicker than Water?
I guess, I try my best understand and continue to put myself in other's shoe.
P/S: Ouh, Red Sea current arrive.
I pray.
Thursday / 11/12/2009 12:42:00 AM
Today's interviews were fine. Waiting for both calls by this week or latest by Monday.
The first interview, when Good, and I have a feeling that I can get this one.
It's a part time basis, hourly pay and shift work @ a call centre located at Tampines. At least, better than nothing, rather than enlarging my bum at home and looking the four walls is kinda phatetic thou.
im really hoping for the Full time job at Park Avenue.
The job opening is Guest Relation Officer, shift work.... Location wise, Clarke Quay.
But, which one comes, im more than blessed that Allah answered my prayers.
Alhamdullilah. I really want Ive always prayed to come true. Amin.
Pity than then Suffer.
Sunday / 11/08/2009 12:38:00 AM
I'm sure everybody go through this. It's always been the same, like, you pity someone, and make yourself suffer big times but one point of time, you want to stop all this crap... but you naturally somehow, you're back to square one.There are few breakdown when, pity.
In some cases, you pity someone of what He/She have to go through. Example: Financial, Health or Family problem.
But in some cases, you are in one circle of that person who is having problem and you pity him/her, but he makes you suffer.
Or.... you pity him/her, then helped but in the end, you were taken advantage. Who's at the losing end?
And for the pityful ones, you pity, and non stop helping, but you keep doing the same thing again and again, end up you suffering badly, but you share your suffer with others. So who suffered who?
So, are we stupid enough to pity these pitiful people?
Im not telling off anyone, but I do make the same mistake, but come to think of it, this thing will never end, even after 7th generation.
We know whats right or wrong, what's good or bad, what's kind-what's not, but we dont know the limit of the far end, and the other end?
So..... how long can we endure to the suffer? And to how much of a human's help can go and how long the pitiful thing will continue?
I wonder.
i need some love.
Friday / 11/06/2009 02:38:00 PM
I'm back to square one. Back to my phatetic chair.I just can't afford to do anything, and i don't think I have a backbone to do something.
It's been 5 months since i've stopped working, and I feel from a human turning into a mould after a long time of rotting at home.
I stop here.
Can like someone ask me to do something, and I get money doing it?
i guess, Un-noticed.
Thursday / 11/05/2009 11:32:00 AM
I was hoping the good luck was by my side yesterday, but it all when to the drain. I think i did my best shot for the interview, especially when was I asked to test my skill on Microsoft Excel, even though im not that good in Excel in school.
Out of four interviewee, only two were choosen, and supposingly I get to know the result by yesterday evening, but all i hear was the sound of grasshopper...
I know, it's not easy to get a job nowdays, because it's coming to a year end, and people are waiting for bonuses.
So, here I am again, seeking for opportunities again...... and again, without fail.
It's not nice to rot at home for a long time okay.
im blessed. Amin.
Sunday / 11/01/2009 06:14:00 PM
I thought i was the only one hanging to that piece of rope.. but eventually, the rope which is torn, we try to fix it somehow. Rather than staple or tape it back, which it will look not nice.... we tie it to a knot.Some things which didn't used to happen, we make it happen once for all and try to make up things. Not only that, the knot now.. we try to keep it safe and sound, and I try my very best again to decorate it with colours and all the sweet things in life.
Lesson learnt. But, i know, there will be a point of time which we want to do something, we fail. No matter what, we planned it well with contingency plan for rainy days and let God decide what's next for us.
Alhamdulillah. Amin.
messages after messages.
Friday / 10/30/2009 06:25:00 PM
Tears are rolling down my chubby cheek. Questions still seems to be un-answered.
Hidden Question still have not been asked.
Answers were answered half hearted.
We are no-where here nor there.
We are hanging on a rope which in times to come it will tear off.
Tear off? It's been tear off.
I'm too sad, that I dont have the words to phrase everything.
Trying so hard to be strong that he can't sense any sorrow.
Questions still linger around us. Answers are still awaiting.
Tears are like falling non stop.
Some words are left unsaid.
My tears tells alot of emotion ( sorrow, trying to be strong, shocked)
annd.
I left from here, not complete it all.