Sunny...
I was flying to a seminar in Hong Kong sometime ago. I was sitting in the plane next to a Philosophy Professor from Harvard.
He told me this story about how every morning he takes a leak right after his three-hour philosophy class. He flushed the toilet there'd be this tiny brown spider fighting for its life against the swirling water.
He came back the next day, flush. Same spider, clawing its way back from oblivion.
A week goes by, he decides to liberate the spider. Grabs a paper towel, Scoops him up and sets him on the floor in the corner of the stall. Comes back the next day and what do you think happened to the spider?
Dead, On his back, eight legs up. Why? Because one life imposed itself on another.
Right then I realized, where we stand. For the first time I understood our role. We don't impose our will. We don't impose our hopes on other people.
Well, I hope my "lost" friend will understand what I am trying to put though and stop standing on the wrong side of the yellow tape.
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Saturday, May 24, 2008
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Sunny...
Without perjudice
I was shocked today at work when I came across an email in my office about an affair between two persons which I knew.
It's seems to me just like another Guy likes gal, but gal changes her position story (thats what the guy told me) and now the whole world knows about their stories thur the link from that email.
I had never knew the power of an email can be so damaging untill today, and I really felt sorry for both of them for what had happened.
Looking at his blog I can't help but wonder was what was said, the truth?
Just as I guessed, some people called me trying to fish out info from me... which sets me thinking why do they need to know something that did not consent them in the first place.
I guess for some people, no explanation is possible or enough, for others no explanation is needed, but for me, my question is "what lesson have we learned from this story.
Now I can only pray that the bigger good will not be the biggest mistake of all and all will ends well as well...
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Without perjudice
I was shocked today at work when I came across an email in my office about an affair between two persons which I knew.
It's seems to me just like another Guy likes gal, but gal changes her position story (thats what the guy told me) and now the whole world knows about their stories thur the link from that email.
I had never knew the power of an email can be so damaging untill today, and I really felt sorry for both of them for what had happened.
Looking at his blog I can't help but wonder was what was said, the truth?
Just as I guessed, some people called me trying to fish out info from me... which sets me thinking why do they need to know something that did not consent them in the first place.
I guess for some people, no explanation is possible or enough, for others no explanation is needed, but for me, my question is "what lesson have we learned from this story.
Now I can only pray that the bigger good will not be the biggest mistake of all and all will ends well as well...
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Friday, March 21, 2008
Raining...

Went up north and visited a dragon fruit farm.

This is how the flower looks like...

And this is the plant of the dragon fruit...

And the real thing...

Well... I think you must try the fruit yourself... for this one

Then went to pray pray...

The Goddess 0f Mercy from near

The Goddess 0f Mercy from far

And the King of four seas from near

The king of four seas from far

C, I do not know if you still recall this place...
Do you know the stars in the wind is still shaking the windows of that hotel room that we used to stay?
Over the room as small as me, the stars fill up the sky, shining brightly as though they are telling me don't be hurt too much. as though they are hugging me tight and comfort me,telling me to go to sleep...
And though I'm exhausted to the point where I can't walk, though my tears blur my vision. I'll still smile in front of my love that I'm not able to get...
Even though our happy times were short, I'll treasure it deep inside my heart like those countless number of stars embroidered in my eyes, forever...

C, Do you know...
These fishing ships that we once ride still sails...

The gold coin that we once walk though still stands...

The tides stills comes and goes...

The mountain still exist...

The Big fish still swims...

But you're no longer with me...
Went up north and visited a dragon fruit farm.
This is how the flower looks like...
And this is the plant of the dragon fruit...
And the real thing...
Well... I think you must try the fruit yourself... for this one
Then went to pray pray...
The Goddess 0f Mercy from near
The Goddess 0f Mercy from far
And the King of four seas from near
The king of four seas from far
C, I do not know if you still recall this place...
Do you know the stars in the wind is still shaking the windows of that hotel room that we used to stay?
Over the room as small as me, the stars fill up the sky, shining brightly as though they are telling me don't be hurt too much. as though they are hugging me tight and comfort me,telling me to go to sleep...
And though I'm exhausted to the point where I can't walk, though my tears blur my vision. I'll still smile in front of my love that I'm not able to get...
Even though our happy times were short, I'll treasure it deep inside my heart like those countless number of stars embroidered in my eyes, forever...
C, Do you know...
These fishing ships that we once ride still sails...
The gold coin that we once walk though still stands...
The tides stills comes and goes...
The mountain still exist...
The Big fish still swims...
But you're no longer with me...
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Stories of a accidental spy
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Raining...
Dear Lord...
I've come before you to protest a grave injustice...
My Lord... You have allowed me to have and gone though an unhappy childhood, A child which I have to fight for my daily share of food. A childhood that most of the night that I have to go to bed without food but only with fear...
My Lord... You have allowed me to had the woman whom I love so dear to love and to leave me, But My Lord... You have never failed to allowed me from getting updates about her the very moment I manage to walk out from the depression of getting her last news.
... And Lord... You knew I missed her so much.
My Lord... You have allowed people to conveniently blame me for things that I have not done...
...But My Lord... You had always never give me a chance for a rematch or to seek readdress.
And My Lord... You had as always allowed them to go Scott free without even a slap on their wrist.
My Lord... You have never fail to turn your back on me whenever I got into a fix or when I find myself in a difficult time.
My Lord... You have time to time put me to the tests and controversies draining me out inside out day after day...
My Lord...You have allowed people to walk all over me, pushed me all around days after days and months after months.
My Lord... I beg you to show me a sign, tell me what I have done to deserve all these?
My Lord... I beg you to tell me what should I do to get your attention, For I had tried... You know I tried everything and I still don't have your attention.
My Lord... I beg you to tell me what must I do so that you will stop turning your back on me and start allowing me to walk alongside you?
My Lord... I beg you to tell me what must I do to have you on my side to fight all my enemies, foreign... and domestic?
My Lord... I beg you to tell me fast, for I can no longer stand fast and hold on to my position any much longer... But whatever happens... My Lord , I prayed that you will not think less of me...
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Dear Lord...
I've come before you to protest a grave injustice...
My Lord... You have allowed me to have and gone though an unhappy childhood, A child which I have to fight for my daily share of food. A childhood that most of the night that I have to go to bed without food but only with fear...
My Lord... You have allowed me to had the woman whom I love so dear to love and to leave me, But My Lord... You have never failed to allowed me from getting updates about her the very moment I manage to walk out from the depression of getting her last news.
... And Lord... You knew I missed her so much.
My Lord... You have allowed people to conveniently blame me for things that I have not done...
...But My Lord... You had always never give me a chance for a rematch or to seek readdress.
And My Lord... You had as always allowed them to go Scott free without even a slap on their wrist.
My Lord... You have never fail to turn your back on me whenever I got into a fix or when I find myself in a difficult time.
My Lord... You have time to time put me to the tests and controversies draining me out inside out day after day...
My Lord...You have allowed people to walk all over me, pushed me all around days after days and months after months.
My Lord... I beg you to show me a sign, tell me what I have done to deserve all these?
My Lord... I beg you to tell me what should I do to get your attention, For I had tried... You know I tried everything and I still don't have your attention.
My Lord... I beg you to tell me what must I do so that you will stop turning your back on me and start allowing me to walk alongside you?
My Lord... I beg you to tell me what must I do to have you on my side to fight all my enemies, foreign... and domestic?
My Lord... I beg you to tell me fast, for I can no longer stand fast and hold on to my position any much longer... But whatever happens... My Lord , I prayed that you will not think less of me...
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Saturday, March 08, 2008
Raining...

Hell of a back lot... but anyway saw a cute bike when I went to a bikeshop to have a knocking sound fixed...

Cute right? but you not know that this bike is runing on petrol.

And now after removing the casing... it was discovered that the knocking sound is caused by a broken bracket.

Damn stupid bike and bracket cost me $80 to weld it back.

This is how it look after the bikeshop tear down the casing...
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Hell of a back lot... but anyway saw a cute bike when I went to a bikeshop to have a knocking sound fixed...
Cute right? but you not know that this bike is runing on petrol.
And now after removing the casing... it was discovered that the knocking sound is caused by a broken bracket.
Damn stupid bike and bracket cost me $80 to weld it back.
This is how it look after the bikeshop tear down the casing...
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Saturday, February 16, 2008
Sunny...

Well... I am not sure about this... for the last time, My Staff got a ticket for parking at this very same spot...
And I made him paid for the ticket for breaking the rules...

And today he forward these photos to me and seeked my opinon with regards to the matter that I made him paying the park fine for I made the statement "Nobody is above the law..."

It seems that he got his re-match and now I have to find way to refund his fine, for him being able to proved my statement wrong...

***SIGH***
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Well... I am not sure about this... for the last time, My Staff got a ticket for parking at this very same spot...
And I made him paid for the ticket for breaking the rules...
And today he forward these photos to me and seeked my opinon with regards to the matter that I made him paying the park fine for I made the statement "Nobody is above the law..."
It seems that he got his re-match and now I have to find way to refund his fine, for him being able to proved my statement wrong...
***SIGH***
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Sunday, January 20, 2008
Sunny...

Came across these photos when checking though the SD card...

Yes... this is the house number 1...

And this is what 1 can see from the front of the house...

And this is the back of the house number 1

From another angle of the house...

Well time to go home...
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Came across these photos when checking though the SD card...
Yes... this is the house number 1...
And this is what 1 can see from the front of the house...
And this is the back of the house number 1
From another angle of the house...
Well time to go home...
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Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Raining...

Some 1 got the car totaled...

Check it out it have became a soft top...

Well... well... well...

Even the driver's door has poped out...

I hope no 1 "returned home to god" in this 1.

Front view of the well done car.

Another 1...

This 1 warps around a tree, I think.

Another Honda... off the road...

A piller caved in...

I hoped no 1 is sitting at the front left seat when this happened...

Even the rear door has pops out...

And the look in the driver seat...
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Some 1 got the car totaled...
Check it out it have became a soft top...
Well... well... well...
Even the driver's door has poped out...
I hope no 1 "returned home to god" in this 1.
Front view of the well done car.
Another 1...
This 1 warps around a tree, I think.
Another Honda... off the road...
A piller caved in...
I hoped no 1 is sitting at the front left seat when this happened...
Even the rear door has pops out...
And the look in the driver seat...
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Saturday, December 29, 2007
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Sunny...
I wanted to think and say that I have everything I need, but then I realize that something is missing, someone is missing...
And once I think I've found it, it goes and disappears on me and I don't understand what to do or even where to start looking for that missing piece of the puzzle.
I sit at home in lonely frustration and just wait...wait...and wait. No where to look, no one to look for...
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I wanted to think and say that I have everything I need, but then I realize that something is missing, someone is missing...
And once I think I've found it, it goes and disappears on me and I don't understand what to do or even where to start looking for that missing piece of the puzzle.
I sit at home in lonely frustration and just wait...wait...and wait. No where to look, no one to look for...
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Saturday, December 08, 2007
Raining...
Ex staff of Car and cars... BBQ nite...

Our Chef of the night

So... what's going on at your side?

Hello see what?

AY, MJ, AP, CSL

Get lost, I'm busy with my drink!

Er... I think, you thought...

MJ and MT

somebody's cute kid

Yo, can chop chop? I want my hotdogs!!!

Hei Hei...

Ouch! ouch! damn chicken wing sure is HOT!

Manhunt night?
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Ex staff of Car and cars... BBQ nite...
Our Chef of the night
So... what's going on at your side?
Hello see what?
AY, MJ, AP, CSL
Get lost, I'm busy with my drink!
Er... I think, you thought...
MJ and MT
somebody's cute kid
Yo, can chop chop? I want my hotdogs!!!
Hei Hei...
Ouch! ouch! damn chicken wing sure is HOT!
Manhunt night?
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Stories of a accidental spy
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