Thursday, April 28, 2011

here we go again..

Today was cupcake day.
It was a day of excitement over looking at your name on a cupcake :)
A heartwarming day to be able to put a smile on students' faces.

It was also a day that passed by with a heavy heart.
Since it was the last day to stand in front of a `class' and give our `last' piece of advice.

Every time.
This happens every time.
And you'd think you'd get used to it.

You never really do.

I guess this is where the expression missing you already comes in.. :p

Saturday, April 23, 2011


Ever had your love rejected? Or maybe just your affections?
Story of my life.. Haha. cliche.
But yes, it's not the best feeling in the world to go through.
You begin questioning.. what's wrong with me? am I that bad? why can't you love me?

Inevitable. You'll face it some point in your life. Or at many points in your life.
This week alone I witnessed several.. either it was a research question, a personal statement, an idea... Sorry, not much love stories I know of are going round around me to include here.. ;)

Since an idea I had, a brilliant one I might say, got rejected.. this post has sprung to life..

What more can I say, people have their own perspectives.. To one person (or many in this case) it may have been a good idea, but when you start dissecting it into small pieces and looking at the bigger picture.. poof! there goes your great idea.. torn to pieces.. Ok, being melodramatic..

Anyway, I have to admit. It may have seemed a bit too much, but it was all in good cause.. all in good cause.. To be honest, I surprised myself coming up with it but you know what.. it's good to surprise yourself once in a while.. It's refreshing!

So moral of the story: once rejected, despite how much it stings or hurts you, pick yourself up and think of Plan B! Don't let people get you down.. but also, listen to others' point of view for what we deem good may not be that good after all..

Saturday, April 16, 2011

count your blessings

I was told last week how lucky I was that I could afford a `leisurely' weekend to myself.
In response I told the person that I was as busy as other people during weekends - with or without kids to look after.

Somebody told me this week how she envied people's success.
In response I asked her - how do you measure `success'? Cuz I sometimes look at other people's life as being more `successful' than mine as they possess the one thing I still don't have. Kids.

Then the phrase life is not fair came to mind.
Which made me reflect that life is fair because God is fair.

God may not grant you things that other people have (and that you want), but He replaces it with other things in your life that are as equally good. This could be anything.

So people should just count their blessings and not complain too much.. right?

In actual fact that's not what most people end up doing.. and so.. they grumble and moan about their life.

So what should be done really is to work for what we want and pray that God will grant us our wish..

At the end of the day if you still don't get what you want.. maybe it's not what you need..(yet) and surely Allah knows best..

(my blessings: loving husband, living parents, my apartment, 6 fluffy cats, my health, sanity, a job that I love, friends, relatives & students who care about me.... and the list goes on.. thank you Allah)

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

heart on my sleeve

Had a day full of feelings. Maybe I still am having that day as I write this entry.
Today I.. shed tears, laughed, smiled, blushed, got upset, got irritated,got mad, got excited, felt love, fear, sadness, happiness.. all rolled into one bundle of me. It is actually possible for a person to feel all that in one day.. maybe even within hours that do not even last a day..

Have you ever?
In `youth speak' they'd call this emo I guess. And it's only natural.. being humans with feelings. The difference is how we deal with those feelings. Either we let them control us or we learn to control them. Are we going to keep them all inside or be the one who wears his heart on his sleeve?

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

a poem for lunch time

Posted this on fb just now. Blame it on my sweet tooth..

Teachers keep talking even after class ends.
Students come by in mixed fashion trends.
Oh wouldn't it be nice if on their visits
they'd bring us some chocs or some biscuits?


Tuesday, April 5, 2011

we forget

Everybody forgets. It is normal.
The difference is the degree of the forgetting..

I have some hazy memories of events in my life.. Age may have done that to me. But sometimes the sad part is when it's a total loss of everything. Memory loss?

Recently I've started forgetting people's names.. err, these are people who I don't talk to on a daily basis, but see everyday.. ooops.. Then there's people on facebook who we sometimes forget we're friends with. Among the 600++ friends I have, I can barely recall half of them if you ask me to say their names.. (and i have also begun to wonder why I'm friends with them...sorry..)

A friend once told me I have `selected amnesia' which means I choose what I want to remember and forget.. Hmm.. maybe.. But deep in the recesses of our mind, we sometimes do remember.. It's just what we decide to do with that memory that differs.. Either we brush it off as if it were unimportant, or we pause and take time to think about it and to remember it.

Then there are things we don't ever want to forget. A feeling. A face. A laugh, smile, touch or taste. A moment in time.

But as time passes by, what remains with us may be just bits and pieces. Fragments of a memory.

I write this today to remind myself of what I will forget. To start cherishing people and things around me before they fade from my memory..

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