Yes, as the title said so, pRioRiTiSe yOuRseLf FiRsT
Monday, April 01, 2024
pRioRiTiSe yOuRseLf FiRsT To pRoTeCt ThAt ChiLd
Monday, March 18, 2024
10 yEaRs oR MoRe,...
Yup, it has been 10 years since my last post here.
It is also marked I had been in Singapore more than 10 years.
To be exact, it had passed 10.5 years.
With coming August 2024, it will be going to be 11 years.
Well, I am back here again. I guess this will be my place to express my thoughts and blog about my journey of my life be it for the past 10 years, present or <the future>.
Probably will start with some flashback from the day or year that I step into this Little Red Dot land or Lion City known as Singapore.
CK ^.^
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
Shyuan's bday dinner!!!
Just another day of weekend celebrating Shyuan's bday @ Bibigo NEX instead of my mom's one since I am not in KL this time and year.
Anyway,...
~~~Happy Birthday Shyuan!!!~~~
CK
Sunday, February 23, 2014
A LonG FrOzEn HeArt~~~
Wednesday, January 08, 2014
ThOuGhT oF ThE dAy
Been long since I express my thoughts. <Thought of the day>:
Never expect people will know what you are thinking and not to guess others people thinking. What others think does not matter, it is how you think yourself. If you want others to know your thinking, you need express it out.~~~
CK
Saturday, December 14, 2013
Are we too busy for a friend?
One day a teacher asked her students to list the names of the other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name.
Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down.
It took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in the papers.
.
.
That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that individual.
On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, the entire class was smiling. 'Really?' she heard whispered. 'I never knew that I meant anything to anyone!' and, 'I didn't know others liked me so much,' were most of the comments.
No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it didn't matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students were happy with themselves and one another. That group of students moved on.
.
.
.
.
.
Several years later, one of the students was killed in Vietnam and his teacher attended the funeral of that special student. She had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before. He looked so handsome, so mature.
The church was packed with his friends. One by one those who loved him took a last walk by the coffin. The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin.
As she stood there, one of the soldiers who acted as pallbearer came up to her. 'Were you Mark's math teacher?' he asked. She nodded: 'yes.' Then he said: 'Mark talked about you a lot.'
After the funeral, most of Mark's former classmates went together to a luncheon. Mark's mother and father were there, obviously waiting to speak with his teacher.
'We want to show you something,' his father said, taking a wallet out of his pocket 'They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you might recognize it.'
Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times. The teacher knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which she had listed all the good things each of Mark's classmates had said about him.
'Thank you so much for doing that,' Mark's mother said. 'As you can see, Mark treasured it.'
All of Mark's former classmates started to gather around. Charlie smiled rather sheepishly and said, 'I still have my list. It's in the top drawer of my desk at home.'
Chuck's wife said, 'Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding album.'
'I have mine too,' Marilyn said. 'It's in my diary'
Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her pocketbook, took out her wallet and showed her worn and frazzled list to the group. 'I carry this with me at all times,' Vicki said and without batting an eyelash, she continued:‘I think we all saved our lists'
That's when the teacher finally sat down and cried. She cried for Mark and for all his friends who would never see him again.
The density of people in society is so thick that we forget that life will end one day. And we don't know when that one day will be.
So please, tell the people you love and care for, that they are special and important. Tell them, before it is too late.
And One Way to Accomplish This Is: Forward this article message on. If you do not send it, you will have, once again passed up the wonderful opportunity to do something nice and beautiful.
If you've received this article message, it is because someone cares for you, and it means there is probably at least someone for whom you care.
If you're 'too busy' to take those few minutes right now to forward this article message on, would this be the VERY first time you didn't do that little thing that would make a difference in your relationships?
The more people that you send this to, the better you'll be at reaching out to those you care about.
Remember, you reap what you sow. What you put into the lives of others comes back into your own.
~May Your Day Be Blessed As Special As You Are~
Sunday, November 03, 2013
sUppOrT, Is aLL I NeeD!!!~~~
It is just a simple word of encouragement and support>>> Jiayou!!!~~~,…that keeps me moving forward and overcome my fear, obstacles and challenges.
And thanks to this motivation phrase,..
I would to express my gratitude to all whom had supported me during this period. Your support is much appreciated!!!
With Love,
CK ^.^
Thursday, October 24, 2013
LoSt MoMeNtS @,@!!!
I am in a very lost moment ever since last 2 weeks, 10th October. A date that marked 12 years since my dad had gone. Every year when this date approaching, I am totally lost and not knowing if what I had decided is right or wrong. What I had decided is really what I want. I wonder if I still had trauma over his leaving that make me to be more strong and independent rather be someone so dependent on others.
For past 2 weeks, I had been going through mental struggle of to leave or stay the challenge to my current condition. I had numerous breakdowns or even in depression mood during the night before sleep. I kept to myself, knowing my family and siblings will not understand what I really going through and why I feel to quit my current work.
Although I knew eventually I might able to go through such obstacle and challenge, but deep down in my heart, I knew that instinct of telling me to go for what I interest and passion in rather than forcing myself in a condition or environment which is I am so uncomfortable in. I somehow knew God and my dad trying to send message to me to overcome it and be stronger. “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger” right?
Still I will not give up trying what I want to venture in rather than sitting not doing anything to change my life I want it to be. I believe with determination and faith in my hand, I can shape my own life and story instead of others telling me what to do and to become!!! May luck be by my side and blessed be by God and dad,…
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
JoB SaTisFaCtIoN
Without realising 1 month had passed.
Was satisfied with the job, but yet to discover more by,..
<identify my talent>
<positive attitude>
<passion in work>
<a sense of purpose>
<the right job of role>
<self awareness & motivation>,..to keep going in my work!!! ~~~ ^.^
CK ^.^