The prince with the golden heart.

There once lived a prince who had a golden heart but believed his heart was black.
He lived the life of a prince with women flocking around him. Naturally, as any man is, he decided to use their hearts just as they used him for comfort and security.

He didn't quite believe that there was any girl perfect for him, who believed in love than lust..

One day, he found a girl worthy of his love. Without hesitation, he gave his heart of gold to her. He went to extreme measures to do his best for her but at times, our best may not seem as good for others.

He deceived others which broke his heart but for his true love, everything was possible. He lied through those innocent eyes consciously knowing that his lies would break someone if they knew.

Sadly, the girl and him went their separate ways due to a clash of individuality. The prince was devastated as he took back his shattered heart. He resented the times when he deceived others knowing rationally that it would hurt good people.

However, what he failed to see was that mistakes arouses because of the purest thing called love.He loved that girl to the extend that he would rather break someone else than her.

Mistakes were made in his quest to protect his love. However, those mistakes made were out of unconditional sacrificial for love, which makes the prince, a prince with a golden heart.

Choosing a wrong turn to protect someone you love isn't wrong..because it came from a selfless heart.

Who needs to sell ice to an Eskimo..

There once lived a poor little orphaned,
She lived on her own since she was a little girl..
Desperate to fend for herself instead of begging on the cold streets,
An idea hit her...
She had a full supply of ice during the snowy weather..
Innocently, she thought why not start selling ice..
She picked up the ice, clean it, reboiled it and put it out in the freezing weather so that it will turn to ice. She went houses to houses selling ice to people, as usual, people slammed the door in her face, thinking she was an idiot..Demoralized, she turned away, went home and cried. Not only is she broke and hungry but she was broken emotionally and spiritually. As she held her head down, she walked away in tears. She slept in the cold weather with no fire to warm her. Suddenly, she realized, why sell ice when she can make something out of it. She then made ice cream toppled with juicy fruit syrup she had plucked. Business bloomed as she made more..and soon enough, she was a successful entrepreneur.

Moral: When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. No one can pull you down but yourself.=)

Boredom..

I need a new "thing" in my life..a new hair cut..or hair color or something..But definitely not curly buurly locks..eeeww..=p I don't want hardened hair that looks like
it's ummm..as Kenneth would disagree "erected" but to me it does look erected..I mean..some parts of it just stand up! So from my opinion curly burly locks means very much erected hardened hair (excuse me for the obscenity) yeesh...

Pick one of the below..or should I just be me??





Went to k3k yesterday..where we played Jenga..funny how something as innocent as that can turn out as obscene as..i don't even know how to describe it..=_=' we were practically laughing..especially the boys..when i said "tap it gently" they laughed .."pull it out fast" they laughed.."why do you like the black one?" they laughed.."tap it the other way.." they laugh..it was only then did I realize that we weren't playing Jenga anymore but rather BANG-ga a.k.a hamsap-ga..lol..sorry..I as usual favor the smaller brain to the others out therefore it followed me out yesterday..

Lol..I would love to play BANG-ga/hampsap-ga. again..=) lmao..

And for three times consecutively..Vincent remains the one being Bang-ed. Maybe he just likes it that way.=)

Baby Bliss

It's been awhile since I saw baby Levy..
The greatest part of seeing him is seeing his innocent little smile..
He has grown a mighty lot since I last saw him..
It was only less than two weeks..

At times, just looking at him, I wished that I had a baby..a mother
of such an innocent gift of love.

Well, with all that I have I wish God would permit that dream to come true
one day in the most ideal manner..

Pictures of the chubby..simply adorable..healthy 7lbs Baby Levy:

Crossing a road of imperfections to fulfill perfections

The road to perfections will lead to the starting of many imperfections..
A dark road filled with bumpy roads and booby traps all along as you limp
to find your way..
Finally a helping hand comes along and suddenly the road doesn't seem so dark..
A brighter way with someone to be your eyes..your hands and your feet to find your
way out of the little forest..And as soon as you're out..that hand releases you..
And you realized, those legs can walk again.=)

A little story:

Once upon a time,
There lived this princess who had everything she wanted. However, one day a tragedy came upon her family and all that was left was her..She had no one to turn to and before she knew it, she lost everything. Her family, her palace, her life and herself. She was a peasant.

She lived as a peasant not knowing what to do, seeing the world from an innocent child eyes.Believing in lies like a baby.

The one day, she met this guy. A guy who really took full trust in her and vice versa. She believed in him because he had the truest eye. An act or not, let god and him be the judge.

He helped her through her livin' hell of ugly past, but this Princess couldn't accept the fact that she isn't who she was anymore. The past haunts her as she screams inside of her.

The guy tries to help her and picks up the broken pieces of her heart. Then one fine day, she finds out that this guy filled with humility and a golden heart was in fact a prince. They made a little promise, that the guy would never love her, as he deserves someone better.

The prince helps her to drive the road of her imperfections which she finds just so hard to maneuver and as time passes by, this princess is no longer a princess. She is someone with a very good friend by her side and a professional F1 driver.=)

~Living life through imperfections only brings out the perfection~

Gloomy Friday and Sunny Monday!

It's always good to believe that there will be a rainbow after the rain...♥♥
Because not believing only brings out the quitter in you..

Through this short journey of finding where I belong..I had a pretty bad three weeks..
But thank god..there were people there to hold the umbrella for me..covering me through the rain..Thank you..for being my shoulder to lean on..seeing me cry..seeing me act like a paranoid bimbo and still have the energy to make me laugh and put up with my bimbo-tic bitchiness.♥♥♥

I had pissing off bad Friday..but a too good to be true Monday..That's all that matters now isn't it?I'm so happy to the extent that I'm all monkey-ish..not that I'm a monkey..but i'm jumpy..I feel like screaming at the top of my lungs and..hehe..just jumping in hopes I can reach the sky..

Almost nothing can screw up my day..call me a dam slut for all I care..I'm as happy as a hyena!

Looks like that bucket of sweet is almost full..♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

Trust

Someone told me that I've been putting myself at risk..trusting people so easily..Despite the fact that i'm being told this, but I realized too..In a way..
..I shouldn't trust people so much..'cause it may just make history repeat itself. In whatever sense..I never do learn my lesson do I? Guess 'cause the heart thinks more than the mind..or even the mind doesn't think at all..

Sometimes, I have this thing in me..where I sense vibes coming from a person..it's kinda like...I just know I can trust this person when I see him/her..I just see an honest face..but there's also sometimes..people like me..that's too stupid to think..I end up believing in the wrong person...

I used to look at things differently..making everything so complicated and frustrating..when in actual fact, all I have to do is just look at things in a simpler way..I'd like to believe that there's goodness in everyone..Even if I may be a fool doing that, well..at least I'm a happy fool.=)

Passion vs. Prison..

I'm pretty much drained out again today..guess it's the fever taking over my body..did something stupid yesterday but I just thank god for loving and protecting me so much..No more meds doing the thinking..yeesh..

Oh btw..My darling is officially engage..her future hubby proposed to her..and I'm so freaking excited..I'm overwhelmed with happiness..(cheh..as if I'm the one getting married..yeesh..)I'm really super duper happy...excited..and..the feeling I'm getting is like hmmm..an excited child getting her first Barbie Doll..hehe...it's like hmmmm...words can't describe my emotions..one word..overwhelmed..yipee!



Oh yes..and I lost weight..must be "ming li"..swts..25 days and counting.."she's" the reason why I probably feel so lethargic all the time..*sighs* It's a good thing loosing weight though..from 47Kg to...44.8Kg..not too bad for a period of one month..hehehe..=p

Another pamperlicious day in sanctuary..thank you..(",)

Anyways..the passion vs.prison..you know how it's like when you actually know you're gonna hate doing something, but your parents..well in this case parent..forbids..ugh..they always want you to be like them and it's so wrong because you are your own person..right?If pursuing your passion means giving up your duty as a daughter and imprisoning yourself...is it even ethical??

I may be an introvert but that doesn't mean I can't be succesful pursuing my passion..sighs..I'm trying to remember the fact that I am my own person..impossible to if u're coming from a home that plans every step you take..Every step I take is covered by muds and soil..but the road to imprisonment is always clean cut..but at this stage..as mean and unfilial as it may sounds..I'm pursuing my passion and letting my parent down..I need to get down and dirty to realise who I am..That's the fact..yeeesh...that's a pretty fucked up thing to say..but I need to grow myself..I'm not a baby anymore..but that doesn't mean I love you any less..sighs..tat's a plus point to the bucket of shit..yeesh..

It was an ok day..but the last part was good..pamperlicious and finally convinced someone to admit that he is a male-pig..hehehe..=)

Life is an opened book that we right our journey in. As tough as it may seem, but the harder it is..the more you learn, and learning is an experience that no one can take away from you because it is the one thing that changes who you are..positively.

Pamperlicious

I'm sick..feverish..and stuck in a Cyber Cafe with smoke+noise+migraine..Good Luck to Me!

It's been awhile since I've felt pampered..too
long to count..but I'd estimate about a year and a half
or maybe more..But today's chillin' session gave me comfort..
I felt pampered and spoilt and honestly..it's a good feeling.
Having someone stroke your hair to sleep..I think the last time
that happened was about..hmmmm...probably like when I was..hmmmmm
8 or 9 years old..Having your hair stroked as you fall asleep in the comfort of
warmness, security and peace..one word..sanctuary.

I had a migraine today..guess it was either from the rain yesterday..
or..probably because it's been a tough week and I'm drained out..
mentally..physically and emotionally..I'm sensing this feeling..kindda
afraid I'll fall back into the "D" word..I'm this overly-emotional bitch..
it took me about 3 1/2 months to recover the last time..hmmm..i think realizing it is a good sign..cos "d-ed" out people don't know..so it's a good thing..BUT..although I've
been drained..In this two weeks..I've never laughed so hard for the past two weeks in a year or more..
=)

It's just the going home part that sucks..I think and think..analyzing stuffs and trying to predict the future is one hell of a sick job for someone who can barely sleep..Late nights non-stop+being really blind at night does not do any good to a blind-eyed old-bitch like me..*sighs* But I'm looking up..I do believe somehow..someway..life will take a right turn..so no harm to that ain't it..=)

There are ups and downs..so I'm focusing on getting closer to that bucket of sweets..A pamperlicious day made feel much better..it's good to know that you have someone to lean on when those shoulders are tired..

that's a +1 to the bucket of sweets..much closer.

sleep-o-logy

Exhaustion lingers within the body as I feel the little switches in my body..slowly turning off bit by bit..one by one..then..my brain slows down to the pace of a crippled old lady..I think but can't speak the words just yet..I want to say it out..but i'm just too tired..too tired that the brains can't send the words over to
the lips..I'm drained..I..need to walk to the bed..the cold soft silky sheets..finally..arrived..putting that heavy head to rest on the comfort of such a fluffy cottoned silk covered pillow..aaahhh..paradise at its perfection..and suddenly..the eyes won't shut. It looks at the side..from side to side the eyes run wildly..I lie awake in the comfort of sanctuary as the silk sheets gently touches my body..the blanket wraps me up like a baby in the comfort of her mother's arm..yet..I lie awake..my mind is scattered all over the place..thoughts linger through my mind...I'm trying to sleep..I slept at 6.30, the night before..woke up as the sun brightly shone into my room at a cold 9.30 morning..and now I lie awake in my bed blogging..my sleep-o-logy...the more tired u are..the harder it is to float into dreamland..sighs...

Anger is a mental drug.

It's one of those days again..
Where every thing you do goes way wrong..
Drained out from interviews after interviews..
Car got over-heated..stayed in the mechanics for
..ok fine less than an hour while I needed to pee
desperately..but whatever..bottom line..today
was one of those pissing off days..*sighs*
but..i'm sure there'll be a rainbow up ahead.=)

The Princess In Every Little Girl

I think it's kindda common,
Every little girls fantasy,
They dream of livin' a fairytale..
The tall, handsome prince charming,
Swiping you off on his beautiful white horse,

A simple case of deception..
Fairy tale don't come true..
Never have and Never will..
Here's the thing,

Fairy tale's are meant for
people who have no dreams, no hope in love,
no believe..

It's kindda like a drug,
to make you believe in love..and off you go finding yourself..

But for people like me,
It's kindda screwed up..
Cos I live in reality but part of me ain't so close..
I'm always livin' in a fairytale,
Where dreams are a part of me..
Silly, but true..

But now I realized,
There's no such thing as fairytale..
It's just the little princess inside of me...

The Bucket of Sweets Vs. The Bucket of Shit~in simple mathematics.

The imperfections in life makes life seem like a bucket of shit..
Life's a never ending drama..It comes, it hits you and it leaves you
broken..again you stand up and it comes hitting you again till there's
no way out..but yet you stand up, crippled..broken and at the end of the day
all you're left with is you, yourself and that big bucket of shit.

We are so caught up with that stench, the miserable little smell, that every little step closer we take to the bucket of sweets, we're turned off by the big bucket of shit..and what's left in our memory..is never the sweetness of the candy..but rather the stench of shit..silly, ain't we all?

we are so caught with the imperfections of life,
but all we have to do is look back at those tracks,
and skip all the bumpy roads,
acceptance is one thing,
believing is another,
seeing yourself from the eyes of an angel,
from the eyes of an innocent child,
Here's a choice,
to walk those crippled legs and put your head up high,
or to never lift that crippled leg, and never know what's it like..
If shit is going to stop you, then how will you ever know what sweets taste like?

It's easier said the done, and i'm taking my time because, I just want to make sure,
When I stand up..this time..no more falling..i'm going to put my head up high.♥

Thank you my dear friend and thank you for foreseeing the future and writing track 5.. ♥♥♥

The Good-News Bad-News Day

You know how sometimes..
Everything just goes your way on a particular day..
Everything just falls into place and you get everything
you want?And suddenly,just only after a few hours..
Everything is taken back from you..Pulled me like a ton
of bricks..You loose everything you want at this moment..

Yeap..
That's what happened to me today..
I don't know if it's a good thing or bad thing to not be
part of the cabin crew life..well yeah..I did everything I could
to get in..I did..and everything was good..AND...I failed my medical..
Perfect ain't it..to make matters worse..I turned down a job because
of AA and..I have issues with my senior project and have to decide if I
should kill myself or two others..Fucked up ain't it?I'm not the kind that
believes in the dog eat dog world..yeah..so..that's not one hell of a + point
for me..

Well..I don't know what to do..or what to say..or at this point..how to
react to all this drama..staying at home is suffocating me right now because
I can't cry and talk about it because in the first place..mom and dad never agreed
for me to be a part of the flying life.

Well..A bad week..Yes..but that's not stopping me from looking forward..life has
its ups and downs..and there's no time to waste dwelling on the pain.

~Don't cry when it rains, but smile because it takes the rain away then you'll be seeing rainbows ahead of you.~

Speechless

Don't know what to say..

I'm pretty bored being all stuck at home..
Lifeless.Meaningless.Lost.

I've been job hunting...A LOT..
Had many offer letters thrown at me..But
mostly all paid too low..
A couple of companies offered me RM 2k and above..
but I turned it down..Don't know why I did it but I did it..
*sighs* A feeling came over me..I mean..I kindda know it's not
the JOB I want..and I'm not into job hopping..It's bad for the resume.

I can't find a low-paying far job because..Daddy's too old for me
to be asking him to sponsor petrol/toll..and I have commitments..Loads
of them..*sighs* But Mom and Dad are asking me to take it slow..Don't rush
into it..*sighs* Sadly..I can't stand the thought of being jobless..I mean
I've been jobless for almost 2 months..I mean not exactly cause I'm doing my
senior project..but STILL..I need to earn...grrrr...
and...yeah...my scoliosis just pretty much ruin my chances of getting a job that
I was 1cm away from getting..I mean..I got in..but...sighs..medical check-up sucks.

Dear Lord,

Thank you for taking away our sins and delivering
us from evil..Thank you for granting me the strength
and courage to do many positive things..
Please grant me a high paying job..please...=(

Amen..

Baby Blooms..

Yesterday...an excited little boy came into the world..He was due end of next month..but this little boy couldn't take it anymore..He gave his mommy one good kick before mommy was wheeled into surgery...A future footballer?Possible.=)

Baby Levy came into this world weighing 2.1 Kg..He was really tiny for he was only 7months ++ old..He came in time to watch the world cup if I should say so myself..=)



You see..Baby Levy is a story of a true mother's sacrifice..My aunt Jo is a woman in her 40's who failed many relationships in love..which in time made her an independent career woman..She finally found love in her early 40's..got married to a Jewish man who sadly could not step foot in our country..Because of her love for her father and husband..She had to travel in between Malaysian and the Philippines...staying in each country for two months..

As time passed, her dream to join mother hood came true but sadly, there were complications..I don't know whether it's genetic but aunt Jo has multiple fibroids inside her uterus which endangered her life during pregnancy..As the months passed..a 3 month preggers Aunt Jo looked like she was in her 6 month of pregnancy..She often broke down because she feared for her life..as 10 years ago a palm reader told her that she would have everything she wants..money and career..and also a family..but she'll die before she reaches 50 (or so the palm reader told her)..She was very much afraid that Baby Levy would be a motherless child..She often cried during the pregnancy..left journals for her child and pictures so that he may see his mother if something were really to happen..

But thank god with the grace of God..both Baby Levy and Mommy Jo are safe..

Morning Boredom

I went for an interview yesterday..first interview I had where I was
laughing with the interviewer..hehe..=)
Well..although the conclusion=I am still jobless..but I really enjoyed
the interview yesterday..I mean it's not everyday you see two people
who've just met laughing like they've known for a bit..Well..And i'm glad..
or rather I can feel my self-confidence boosting up..=)

Anyways..besides my interview yesterday..
Oh crap!I just forgot what I wanted to say...
Hmmmms...Oh ya..Had an argument with Ak yesterday..I realized that whenever
we're angry..anger from within just bursts out like a Volcano..and Trust me..
It becomes very very destructive..*sighs*

We argued over so many things..I guess there's this tension between us where we're
so annoyed with each other.She with my temper and Me with her Bitchiness..Hmmmss..
I asked her to sleep in the other room and she went to..crying obviously..5 mins later..Gosh!This sounds so lame..but we were hugging and apologizing to each other..=_='

Lame?Yeah..pretty much...=p

Has it ever occurred to you that humans brutality can be so..*lost for words*
Cruel is a word too mild to use on humans brutality...God made humans with brains
so that we can have the wisdom to make earth a better place to live in..so that we can
leave that there may be a path for our future generation to walk in..but the brutality of man kind has turned everything upside down..God's gift of wisdom and feelings have been misused yet again..*sighs*



*pics courtesy of http://www.wspa.ca/latestnews/2009/balis_dogs_at_risk_again.aspx*



pics courtesy of http://stopanimalabuse.blogspot.com/2010/06/mass-strychnine-poisoning-of-dogs-in.html*

There is a new poison called Strychnine poison..where inhuman men shoots the dogs with this poison..at first the dogs runs away..but in about 10 minutes..their muscles hardens and they start limping with 2 legs..and before you know it..they stop..fall to the ground and gasp for air..for about...heads up...2 to 3hours...and die. The liquid paralyzes them and all they can do is watch as their killers kill their friends and family..as they suffer a scrutinizing pain while their organs fail on them..bit by bit..the pain so intense but all they can do is lie on their stomachs and weep in their hearts...

What these beasts forget is animals have feelings too..they're living things..and even if the population of dogs which causes rabies is out of hand..they could consider giving these dogs a fast death..can't they see for themselves..what if it was them?Is humanity too blinded by selfishness? God created humans for a reason to make this world a better place..seems like humans are taking these out of context..the road to righteousness has been blinded by men's selfishness..greed and gluttony..I'm no saint..but I still have a heart.




Would you have the heart to torture such beautiful creation of mankind?