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i love this song. stumble it on youtube today.
though it is a christian song.but well… this song is about not being judgmental to others.

some people …
need compassion
need understanding
need love
need forgiveness
need to be hear
need to be care
oh. i think not some people. but all people

the person that stand out most in my life is my uncle. he know my secret he hear me and he don’t judge or try to belittle me.

he always said thanks for trusting me enough to tell me and give me advices. i am glad that i found quite a few who see me in life, who care bout my feeling, who will really be sad if i am dead.

those people in my life make life worth living.

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this song bring some comfort to me.
it is ok to be NOT OK when grieve overcome you . it is ok to cry but it is also ok to move on and live.
no tear can bring you back to me. but we will meet again one day

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i feel too sad, have been crying non stop since yesterday due to a call. LOL

teenager can be so dramatic. ( well, as long as i am not married i am a teenager. LOL)

and the crazy thing i do today, i went to the government hospital emergency unit ( because others closed already since is already pass 6pm)

i went in to the registration counter asking him.

can u please give me some antidepressant ?

LOL. the look on his face is priceless.

he said there is no such medicine in emergency unit and advice me to be patient and come tomorrow morning. i must give him a shock. i am sorry.

its make me realize sometimes bad thing happen to you, you feel victimized, and you keep acting like a victim. how do people around you have to do ? they are being victimized by you because you act like victim. let bygone be bygone. easier than said but no harm in trying.

LOL. i will see whether i will go to hospital tomorrow… i think i can cope. i am strong woman btw. i will survive!

p/s: sorry for depressing post. i am feeling better, i think the look on his face is kind of anti depressant to me. thanks for your kind word. πŸ™‚ whoever you are. you are not wearing name tag so i don’t know your name 😦

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i changed two post to password protected because i feel sort of guilty mengumpat others . kekekeke

i really out of idea what to blog you know. blog about food but i ate nasi campur daily, or cup noodles and boiled eggs(yuck!). and i been dreaming daily about prawn (all stp fault) and crab (all small kucing fault). but as a student with limited money , aisssshhh. i can only taste them in my dream.

blog about books, i don’t read much and have lack of confidence to write a review, yunno, i am not a writer, i can’t say a book is not good. LOL. they put in their effort so nevertheless all book is good, same goes to food , music etc etc. ( my dad said, said good thing about all thing)

blog about music? i listened to kpop! nuff said. LOL.

i do read all your blog. but i become sort of silent reader. i comment sometimes, i don’t comment the other times.

i have monster in life that i need to deal with, so till then .. i will come back again and . um, if booksneeze approve mine, and the book arrive , i will blog about book review. mwahahahaha.

i read a book recommend by smallkucing. uhhh!! that book make me sick in the stomach that i feel like vomiting. i still feel so upset now over that book, and my eyes hurt from crying 😦

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While checking the church storeroom, the pastor discovered several cases of new Bibles that never had been opened and distributed. So at his Sunday sermon, he asked for three volunteers from the congregation who would be willing to sell the Bibles door-to-door for $10 each to raise money for the church. Jack, Paul, and Louie all raised their hands to volunteer for the task.

The minister knew that Jack and Paul earned their living as salesmen and were likely capable of selling some Bibles. But he had serious doubts about Louie, a local farmer who always had kept to himself because he was embarrassed by his speech impediment. Poor Louie stuttered badly. But because he didn’t want to discourage Louie, the minister decided to let him try anyway.

He sent the three of them away with the backseats of their cars stacked with Bibles. He asked them to meet with him and report the results of their efforts the following Sunday.

Anxious to find out how successful they were, the minister immediately asked Jack, “Well, Jack, how did you make out selling our Bibles last week?” Proudly handing the reverend an envelope, Jack replied, “Using my sales prowess, I was able to sell 20 Bibles, and here’s the $200 I collected on behalf of the church.”

“Fine job, Jack!” the minister said, vigorously shaking his hand. “You are indeed a fine salesman and the church is indebted to you.”

Turning to Paul, he said, “And Paul, how many Bibles did you sell for the church last week?”

Paul, smiling and sticking out his chest, confidently replied, “I am a professional salesman. I sold 28 Bibles on behalf of the church, and here’s the $280 I collected.”

The minister responded, “That’s absolutely splendid, Paul. You are truly a professional salesman and the church is also indebted to you.”

Apprehensively, the minister turned to Louie and said, “And Louie, did you manage to sell any Bibles last week?” Louie silently offered the minister a large envelope. The minister opened it and counted the contents. “Louie, there’s $3,200 in here! Are you suggesting that you sold 320 Bibles for the church, door-to-door, in just one week?” Louie just nodded.

“That’s impossible!” both Jack and Paul said in unison. “We are professional salesmen, yet you claim to have sold 10 times as many Bibles as we could.”

“Yes, this does seem unlikely,” the minister agreed. “I think you’d better explain how you managed to accomplish this, Louie.”

Louie shrugged. “I-I-I re-re-re-really do-do-do-don’t kn-kn-kn-know f-f-f-for sh-sh-sh-sure,” he stammered. “A-a-a-all I-I-I s-s-s-said wa-wa-wa-was ‘W-w-w-w-would y-y-y-you l-l-l-like t-t-t-to b-b-b-buy th-th-th-this b-b-b-Bible f-f-f-for t-t-t-ten b-b-b-bucks o-o-o-or wo-wo-wo-would yo-yo-yo-you j-j-j-just l-l-l-like m-m-m-me t-t-t-to st-st-st-stand h-h-h-here and r-r-r-read it t-t-t-to y-y-y-you?'”

if you ever drop by the cowboy town which i currently live, you should not miss this bak kut teh. (but if you are from klang, then of course this one not nice lor)

this bak kut teh is yummy. its have few decade long history here and known as the most delicious bak kut teh here. taste ok, better than i taste elsewhere ( but i never try klang bak kut teh 😦 )

few days ago stp uncle talk about bak kut teh, and make me dream about this evry night 😦

now have to wait boyfriend to come back from the singapore to go eat because can’t bring malay friend there. LOL. and also the chinese i knew said she is from KL, KL people only eat western food. *roll eyes*. kekekeke. and go out with my guy friends will make my boyfriend jealous. haih. so lonely no one accompany me to eat bak kut teh, eat alone so meaningless, everything taste plain . haish. sigh sigh sigh……