A letter to my sister

Dear sis,

I hate you for not letting me to read your books when I was young, for being so bossy and demanding, asking me to live out of my comfort zone, forcing me to grow up/pick up myself and to not even let me have own time ever since I am back from the UK! Of course, like any other typical Taurean, I bet I am one hell of a rebellious sister to you! haha. At times, you're like a sister from hell to me, but for all the time that we have had, I know that there is no other sister that I wish to have apart from you.

Now that you're gone, I miss you more than anyone else, and I cry everytime I thought of the moments that we shared. The tug-o-war that we always have when it comes to who should bear more responsibility, the pillow talk sessions that we have when we go to bed together, the problem-solving sessions, the nonsensical arguments down from something as small as a camera charger to our future paths or even seeking for a room to stay, the stories that you have for me everyday (you have such an interesting life!). Listening to you is an amusement on its own, not to mention, arguing with you is another pleasure! haha =) [Although, I have to say, I am always at the loser end, because I just can't bear looking at you being upset or angry at me for long]

You have been my idol, my muse, my pillar, and my light of guidance. I always look upon you as someone who is much more active than me, someone who is sociable, able to adapt to new situations well, bold and adventurous. On the other hand, I am timid, cold (not as sociable as you), fear of unknown, stable/boring, and rigid. I guess growing under your shadow make me become much more dependent and weak, because I know you're always there for me when I need an answer. I always turn to you when I have issue with anything (in fact, everything) in life, up from my education path, which firm to choose, whether I have done enough for the family, for my friends, to even which dress to pick! ( I have really horrible fashion sense!).

Of course, I hope I have been a good sister to you too, to offer you good guidance in your moments of darkness, to offer you smiles and optimism when you're feeling down, and to offer you supports when you need to make a bold change in your life.

It aches my heart that I can't help you as much as I wanted to with your wedding due to my work schedules. I remember that I handled every single thing for our brother's wedding, and yet I am not able to offer the same for you. At the end of day, I always ask myself whether I have been a good sister to you. I am not sure if I am the best sister one could ever have, but I hope you know that for you, I offer my best. =)

I guess, wedding is just a procedure, a rigid ceremony to celebrate your happiness with people who cares for you and whom you care for them too. One does not need an extravagant wedding, when the partner you have is one whom you wanted the most. I am glad that you have found Jamie, a guy who is passionate, loving, caring, and compatible with you in every manner. It was a very heart-warming wedding, and I am touched and happy to look at how much love and attention he has for you. I am very proud to have both of you as my sister and brother-in-law and your love story is one that I will always share with people around me.

I still remember when you first told me about him chasing after you, and I was there convincing you to move forward with this relationship. With hindsight, I think I probably would not do the same, especially now that I realized my encouragement has made me to not have you by my side anymore! ( I am just kidding! I will still do the same if I am given the chance to repeat the scenes and memory). We both know that it is not easy to find one whom we love and love us in return, and care for us as much as how our family care for us.

The wedding was a good trigger for me to have a good flashback on what we've gone through together in seeking for the right person for you. I still remember teaching you on how to flirt ( oh my god! silly days. I was very naive back then), getting books such as Women from Venus, Men from Mars (those useless books!), and even scrutinizing the guys around you (ahha! I want the best and nothing lesser than that for you). We both know that it wasn't a journey of roses and flowers for you, and because of that, looking at you and Jamie makes me so happy that it's as if I am the one who found my right partner! =)

I guess, like any other growing phase, a caterpillar has to grow into a butterfly and learn to fly on its own. As much as I hope to continue slacking and growing under your shelter, I have to learn the fact that it is time for me to spread my wing and learn to carve my own path without you by my side. To learn to make my own decision without consulting you or anyone, to be bold in chasing after my dream, and to be as adventurous as how I want to be. I will miss you a lot, and will always reminisce the good moments we have.

I am looking forward to see you in the States, and to see my beautiful nephews and nieces. Till then, please take good care of yourself and stay happy! =) You have always been the adventurous, sweet and funny/friendly girl that everyone likes and I am sure you will continue living the same good life there! =)

Love you much.

Hugs,
Your baby sis.

The Art of Letting Go

How many of us would be willing to let go of everything that we have when we have reached our peak?

Not many.

One of the main differences between Asian business culture and Western business culture is that  Asian businesses are mainly handled by one huge family whereas Western businesses are handled by huge organizations. This is the reason why Asian businesses do not survive very long as compared to Western businesses. Most Asians would prefer their children to take over their businesses, and hopes that they will continue the same business ethics and cultures. Some children may enjoy taking over the businesses, but for most of them, they find it a huge burden and they are not able to find their own passions.

Assuming they can do this to their 2nd generation, what are the odds that the 3rd generation will take over the business as well?

On the other hand, The Westerners would prefer to sell their businesses off and create trust funds for their children. Some of the 2nd generation fail to appreciate the wealth, and became poorer than their parents; for most, they are able to create their own wealth with their passion and financial help given by their parents.
Most importantly, the business prevails over decades, that is why we are still able to drink Heineken, smoke American Tobacco cigarettes, and even have LV, Chanel, Burberry and Gucci for so long.

So, which is better, to let go, or to persist? =)

It is definitely not easy to let go of something that we want to pursue, or something that we have practiced for long. After all, human is a creature of habit. But well, when something is rotten, it is better to let it go than to brew a recipe of disaster. It's better to let go at its peak, than to let it go at its worst.

Let go of what you think you know, only then you will be able to learn what you do not know. =)

BPTC 学到了什么

在BPTC的学习生涯里，除了知识之外， 学到了什么呢？让我在这儿好好畅谈吧。

1. 口德：          别人不好的需绝口不提；别人好的只能对其他人提；自己的需隐藏得体。
                          也别什么都说给别人听，留给自己一点点的神秘感吧。 =）

2. 肢体语言：  永远选择做个淑女， 温婉尔雅即可。 无需大吵大闹，也无需用肢体语言
　　　　　　  来期待别人的了解。女人嘛，就是太复杂了。

3. 自己：          永远记得自己的本质。 无需为了融入一个圈子而改变自己。 也无需为了
                          别人讲的话而耿耿于怀。自己做好本分就行了。别人说什么， 其他人都
                          有自己的眼睛看的。

4. 善心：         是留给真正有需要的人。不要把自己的热脸贴在别人的冷屁股上。

5. 朋友：         淡淡之交就好。 尤其是同行的朋友，需学会不提私事。 你永远不知道别
                         人是以什么心态和你交友。 如果是真心的， 肯定会日久见人心。

6. 谣言：         听听就好。 若是关于其他人的，听了也别告诉别人，忘了它吧；若是
                         关于自己的，听了就一笑带过吧； 别人看了没趣，也让自己有个透气
                         的空间。

7. 思想：        别人的思想，可笑的；幼稚的；听了就算了。别想要太热心，别人会以为
                       你别有居心，或在炫耀自己的得意呢。　

8. 嫉妒：       别人对自己好，双方心知肚明就好。可别到处称赞他。 一来，招来无谓的
                       嫉妒，二来也让他难下台。

9. 快乐：　  是自己的。别让别人影响自己的快乐。因为其他人的所作所为，而搞得自
                     己闷闷不乐会伤了自己，也让他人得逞。自个儿种个花，弹下琴，快乐
                      多了；心情开朗，也招来福气。

希望这一年我所学的，能帮助我在以后的日子里更加懂得面对人世百态 =）

Hostels in Europe

Are Awesomeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! =)  It costs us about 10-15 euro a night, and sometimes we can get a private room for 2 with that price. We get to talk to the travellers and hosts, and know more about the local culture too! =)




 Here's the kitchen. nice right? =)

 Automated shower room! How cool is that!

 We stayed in a dorm in Prague with 5 beds for only 9 euros a night I think! It comes with a shower room with automated lights, and nice kitchen!

 This is our private room in Budapest. Spacious and nice. Not to mention, nice breakfast and brewed coffee to greet us every morning. Too bad I did not manage to try the coffee before I left the hostel.

 The shower room, with bath tub and very interesting heating sytem.

 Hostel Shappy comes with a digital key pass, and air-conditioned room for travellers. Good choice! =)

The dorm looks good right! =) Very comfy and spacious. did not want to wake up from my bed =) 

Hostels offer more varieties and surprises for travellers, not to mention, it is much cheaper too. So pack your bag, and start backpacking! =) 

PS: Remember to do research beforehand though =) 

我的歌声里

没有一点点防备，也没有一丝顾虑
你就这样出现在我的世界里，带给我惊喜，情不自已
可是你偏又这样，在我不知不觉中
悄悄的消失，从我的世界里，没有音讯，剩下的只是回忆 

你存在，我深深的脑海里，我的梦里，我的心里，我的歌声里
你存在，我深深的脑海里，我的梦里，我的心里，我的歌声里

还记得我们曾经，肩并肩一起走过，那段繁华巷口
尽管你我是陌生人，是过路人，但彼此还是感觉到了对方的
一个眼神，一个心跳....
一种意想不到的快乐，好像是
一场梦境，命中注定 

你存在，我深深的脑海里，我的梦里，我的心里，我的歌声里
你存在，我深深的脑海里，我的梦里，我的心里，我的歌声里

世界之大为何我们相遇
难道是缘分
难道是天意...

你存在，我深深的脑海里，我的梦里，我的心里，我的歌声里
你存在，我深深的脑海里，我的梦里，我的心里，我的歌声里
你存在，我深深的脑海里，我的梦里，我的心里，我的歌声里

Fate

Fate is an interesting creature. It has its way in twisting
and determining your life and your choice.
I still remember the time when I was contemplating on
whether I should go home or I should stay in UK.
I really want to stay, and I really want to be a lawyer as well.
So, I let God to decide it for me.
and God says, go home and be a lawyer.

Just when I decided to go home, fate brought me to where I am now. London.
Yet, I have to go home, because I can't extend my visa.
I am not sure why God arranged life in such a manner for me,
but I am sure there's a reason to it.

From all of these, I learnt that deep down inside,
my desire to be a lawyer is stronger than my desire to stay.
I definitely hope that I'll come back to UK again.
In fact, I am starting to miss UK even before leaving it.
If ever I am to return to UK,  I wish I can return as a professional.

Fate brought me to the people I met here.
For everyone that I have met here, I am really glad to have such opportunity
 to know you.
To hear the story you have, and the encounters you had.
Not-to-mention, those amazing experience or bizarre opportunities
that lie in front of you/you-know-who, make me believe in fate even more.
[Reminds me of the random dinner I had with my new friends here]

Same with my relationship.
I always wanted a long-lasting , forever-and-ever kind of relationship.
[call me dreamy]
But, fate has its way to let me learn my lesson.
Unfortunately, I am not lucky enough to meet the right person right at the first time,
and not even now.
and by twist of fate, it's because of the failure I experienced in my relationship that led
me to where I am today. Bizzare, but true.
and, of course, everything happens for a reason.
I think the reason God closes this relationship door for me is because He wants to open
my career door for me.

From all these twist of fates and things that I have experienced so far,
I have learnt one important lesson.
Whatever will be, will be.
I am not going to fight the Force anymore.
I will just try my best and see where it leads me to.

Relationship? Hmmmm,
considering the fact that I am not lucky enough to meet You yet,
I am going to focus on improving myself and my life until I meet You.

Until then, I will continue living my life the way I want it.
To explore the world, explore the countless possibilities of adventures,
or job opportunities/career.
To travel, to keep enhancing myself and the value in me.
to learn to love myself, to pray, and to love others.

Fate makes my life unpredictable.
It is this unpredictability that makes my life interesting.
I am looking forward to another twist of fate =)

Amsterdam

The Country of Windmill. Nature, thrill and adventure.

23rd Birthday

My 23rd Birthday . Older and Wiser =) 

Celebrated my 23rd birthday last month. Yea yea yea, I am getting near to my mid-20s, and I am still the same old girl who does nothing other than reading. Can't wait to embark into the working world. Although it's a concrete jungle out there, but at least I am stepping into a new phase of life. There are a lot of ups and downs that I have experienced here (not to mention, dramas), but I hope it helps me into becoming a better and wiser person. I have to thank the organiser for putting so much efforts in organising this party for me.

Under The Star is a place that I have been wanting to go for some time, and it was delightful to know that my friends are going to celebrate my birthday there. It's a very nice small boat restaurant with a dock where you can watch sunset with you loved ones. 

I have shared a lot of memories with my friends here, whether it's good or bad, and I cherish all of the moments that I have here.

We went to Brandon Hill to lit lanterns up after the celebration. It was raining, and someone fell over the hill while trying to light the lanterns despite of the drizzles. Funny and sweet moment. I really appreciate it. This is a place where I have a lot of beautiful memory as well. He is very sweet and caring to set this as one of the venues. It really reminded me a lot of the moments I had there.  

We went to a quaint pub for drinking after that. It was really delightful knowing that everyone enjoyed the night. I am really touched by the efforts he made, and I really appreciate it. It was a very nice way to mark my 23rd birthday before I step into the real concrete jungle.





Of course, before that, I also had another birthday celebration with my dearest housemate. A homemade curry steamboat. Yummmmmmmm

A very oriental way to celebrate my birthday and a memorable one as well. They purposely walked to the shop to buy all of the ingredients despite of the exams they are facing. I am really thankful for the efforts and I really enjoyed the night spent with them. Too bad it was a surprise party, and so I did not bring my camera to capture the moment. But well, I guess, when the memory is very beautiful, you won't really need a picture to remind yourself of it. =)

Stratford Upon Avon

Love makes the world go round, and your heart skips a beat once in a while.
Stratford-Upon Avon, Shakespeare's birthplace.
Of romance, fairies and a faraway land. =)

The place to be if you want to have a romantic escapade with the one you like/love.

A meaningful birthday

My birthdays in UK have been interesting thus far. Last year, My birthday fell on the same day with William and Kate's wedding ceremony. I enjoyed watching the live video from my university's study lounge eventhough I was unable to witness the celebration in London [Was facing a number of papers at that time]. This year, it's the Bersih Rally [Walk for Democracy], and I was lucky enough to participate in it to commemorate my 23rd birthday. [older, and wiser =)]

Bersih Rally is a peaceful demonstration to ensure free and fair elections in Malaysia. It demanded that the EC clean up the electoral roll, reform postal voting, use indelible ink, introduce a minimum 21-day campaign period, allow all parties free access to the media, and put an end to electoral fraud.

I am really grateful to have my cousin and friends to be by my side in this rally. I would not have the motivation to do this if they weren't there. It was raining the whole day but all of us were very high - spirited. We gathered at Belgrave Square for about an hour before we started our walk to the Parliament. The most chanted phrases were "Hidup Bersih" and " Clean and Fair Electoral". We ended the whole demonstration with a our national anthem, and this is my first time singing the national anthem with so much emotion. It was a really beautiful moment, despite of the rain.

Asam Laksa!!

We later went to a Malaysian Restaurant for Malaysian Food, with kopi/teh tarik. The whole atmosphere made me felt at home, it was very comfortable sitting with a bunch of friends fighting for the same cause.

The demonstration in London is so different from the demonstration in Malaysia. Here, the polices set up a fence to protect us from the cars/vehicles. They were there to ensure our safety. All of us were very united regardless of our races. Not to mention, the polices are sooo fit and cute! on the other hand, the polices in Malaysia thrown tear gas at the citizens, and were very hostile towards the citizens. It wrenched my heart looking at those videos showing what happened in Malaysia during the rally. End of the day, the polices are normal citizens like us, and their salaries were paid by us too. It sure made me sad looking at us fighting against each other instead of standing together against dirty politics. I feel fortunate that I am able to join the rally in London, but at the same time, I feel sad for what is happening in my own country. I admire those who put their life at risk and joined the Rally in Malaysia [ One of my best friends was there too. It is a beautiful feeling fighting for the same cause with my girl despite of us being thousands miles away].

There are a lot of posts and videos about the rally, and so I am not going to talk too much about my opinion on this matter. Afterall, I doubt this will create much changes to the current political atmosphere in Malaysia. Nonetheless, it sure increases the awareness among the citizens in Malaysia. There may not be a revolution, but slowly and surely, [hopefully] there will be an evolution in Malaysia's politic.

Some said that it is pointless going for this rally, some said that most of them were there just to join in the fun, some said this incites nothing but violence. I said, no matter what, at least we try to do something for our country, rather than sitting there condemning others. It's an expression of love, of patriotism. It is impossible that people were there putting their life at risk, just to join in the fun. There's too much at stake for this so-called "fun".

Sweet Surprise

I had a slight fever the moment I got home. Yet, I was delighted when I saw a bouquet of roses in the vase when I was home. Oh! not to mention with a cute cuddly teddy bear and sweet happy birthday chocolate, all the way from Ireland. It's a nice icing on the cake, for what I have experienced on that day. I really am thankful to my friends in Ireland who are so sweet and kind to me =)

Of course, I had another very nice birthday celebration the next day with my friends and comrades, and I shall share my feeling on the next post.

For all of you who were with me throughout the rally, and my birthday [physically and/or spiritually, since we are miles away], Thank you!! you guys rockzz! =)

魔鬼中的天使 The Devil in Disguise

曾经有个女孩，那么的相信爱情， 那么的珍惜喜欢她的男孩。 可是男孩已是个折翼天使， 他只想找个女孩陪伴， 好让他能开开心心的进入下个人生阶段。就这样，他化生魔鬼， 诱惑女孩。 女孩被摧残了， 也一样成了不相信爱情的折翼天使。好久好久，女孩都不明白为什么魔鬼要选择她。魔鬼，也曾经是个天使。为什么不要让天上继续有那么多的善良天使？ 爱情， 是那么的不堪一击吗？虽然魔鬼摧毁了爱情与美丽的等待，至少这段经历帮了他好好上路，应接新的人生。而女孩，再也不是个天使，也回不到天堂了。女孩，终于知道什么叫心碎了。

There was once a girl who believed in faith and love. She tried her best to be nice to everyone, especially towards the one who likes her, and the one whom she likes until one day, she met a guy who happens to be a fallen angel. The guy started to display interest towards her. The girl was very naive and she genuinely thought that the guy really like her. Of course, it is nothing but a lie. The guy is a fallen angel who doesn't believe in love anymore. He is merely seeking for a temporary solace before he moves to another phase of life. So, he transformed himself into a devil and seduced the girl. The girl genuinely believed and treasured him. In the end, she found out the truth and was heartbroken. She was devastated. She kept asking God why must he picked her and destruct her. Afterall, he was once an angel too. Why must he chose to destroy the love and faith in her, and made her a fallen angel?

I guess, love is nothing but an abstract concept. The devil continues to move on with his life and live happily ever after. On the other hand, the girl is now a fallen angel who can never return to the heaven. She doesn't dare to believe in love anymore.

The ugly truth is, the girl should have taken more time to evaluate the man rather than being blinded by love.

白开水的爱情

白开水,真的是那么的淡然无味吗?

往往,我们都向往各类不同口味的饮品,
寻寻觅觅,就是想找到最适合我们的口味的...
殊不知,最适合我们的,
永远是那淡淡清香的白开水.

可是,水永远只是默默的在我们的身边,
无声无息地守候着我们.

于是,我们开始变了,
开始怀疑自己根本不喜欢它.
不珍惜它了.

可乐,百事,开始进入我们的世界,
像一阵暴风雨,
让我们着了魔似的,
把那干淳的水给忘了.

可是,久了,喝腻了,
越喝,越累,越无精打采,
慌了.难道,错了?

原来,我们早已爱上那淡淡的清甜,
虽简单,无味 ,却无法离开的,
白开水.

再度喝上那淡然无味的水,
竟然发现它原来是那么的美味,
那么的自然与清新.

爱情,不也一样吗?
寻寻觅觅,寻找的,
就是那一刹那的快感,
瞬间的快活.
正如,我们寻找那各类的饮品一样.

可是,久了,
累了,
开始怀疑自己了.
到底,寻找着的,是什么?
快感...是幸福的等号吗?抑或,恶魔的化生?

其实,我们真正需要的,
也许,只是那淡淡的,
虽无波浪,却永远有着淡淡温馨的,
白开水爱情.

白开水,虽无味,却是不可或缺的,
可是,它也会是经过最多风雨与考验的爱情.
在这充满诱惑的世界里,
它,显得那么乏味,
却也是那么地难能可贵.

始发觉,简单也是一种幸福.

朋友说, 50 + 50 ,不就100 了吗?
为何还要怀疑呢?

我,无言以对.
百开水,永远都不能满足一切.

只可惜,我们都是完美主义者.

7 Lovely Logic

My generation

This beautiful video reminded me of my childhood. I have a beautiful childhood. As a town girl, I had the benefit of playing with friends in park rather than hiding at home playing nintendo or reading books.[ PS: The main actress in this video is my Convent senior =) ]

I remember we always come out in the evening to play galah panjang with our friends [a type of game where you have to run past your friends without being caught by their hands.] I was the leader among our friends due to my height [was the tallest among them], and I explored bushes and lands with them [ when in fact, it was just a small bush that connects one park to another]. I was afraid of snakes as I walked with them, but I always pretend to be brave. Those were the silly days.

I was very boyish back then. I dressed like a boy, and I despised wearing skirts. I played basketball with the boys, and I sweared along with them. I was quite a gangster in school, despite of the fact that I was a prefect. I remember, my teacher used to call my parents because of me sleeping in class. My teacher asked my father to stop me from mixing with the bad kids [those who play basketball] and stop playing basketball as well. I have to say, I slept in most of the classes because I have basketball practices on almost every morning, and I ended up being very tired in class. and puhlezzz, class? It's boring!
Fortunately, my father did not stop me from playing the game, and I end up becoming a role model at the end of the term as. Quite a joke, from a girl who sleeps in class, swear foul words, and who fights for her friends, to a girl who gets a role model certificate for achieving good performance in both sports and academic.

I received my first love letter in my primary. hmm, I remember I received my first flower when I was in standard 2. It was a flower picked from a garden next to my school, and it was Valentine. The boy was a popular athlete in school and I have to say, he is pretty cute! Too bad he transferred to another school the year after.

After standard 2, I started to grow and I became the ugliest girl you can ever imagine. I ate like a cow, and I grew vertically. My dad cut my hair using a bowl [literally] and thanks to that, I got myself a nickname, miss coconut head. Life was pretty simple. There were a lot of politics among the girls. I guess, this is typical in every chinese school. I was the mediator, the consultant, the love guru, and oh! the one who help her girlfriend cheats her parents so that she can have a date with her boyfriend. But, I must say, the girl forgot about me right after my help. She did not find me anymore after that and the next thing I knew when she came to me again was that she broke up with the guy, and as usual, I became the love guru for her after that.
So, I have been a love consultant at the age of 10 until now. Lol!

I transferred to an English school after my primary. I remembered I caught everyone's attention on the first week of school with my recitation on " Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow" [ not a good attention, I have to say]. It was a huge shift for me back then. From a Tomboy, I transformed to a girly girl who sings choir, cry for something silly, and hog on the phone with my girlfriends on every single minutes available. Everyday, we'll talk about some love novels we read, the fantasy we have about guys, and dramas we watched. There was a craze on Judith Mcnaught novels, My Fair Princess series, F4, Harry Potter, and etc. We wrote biographies and I will create my own poem from time to time. Oh! and I help people to write love letters tooo!!! I was pretty good with words back then. There wasn't any guy around for us to flirt with, so due to my boyish characteristic, I was the 'boy' who always charm the girls with sweet talk, and nonsense craps. Those were my Form 1 and Form 2. We had girls fight from time to time. We'll ignore each other for a minute or two, and then chit-chat like nobody's business the minute after. Ah, girls and their fickle minds!
The worst fight I have ever had was with my best friend. We did not talk to each other for half a year and I was summoned to the assistant headmistress's office because of that [ Her mother was the assistant headmistress]. ah, those were the days!

Form 4 and 5 were the times we were arranged to classes according to our stream. The girls started to be fashionable with their dressing, with colourful bras beneath that plain white innocent baju kurung [our uniform] and beautiful dresses inside their bags, so that they can change their clothes after school to date their boys. The Highschool boys would always find a chance to hit on the girls because it was an honour to date a Convent girl. They would try their best to charm our girls, doing something like this:

Handphone was a huge issue back then, and the problematic girls would be sent to the counselling office so that the teachers can counsel them like their mothers and they will end up crying on their way to class. Despite of that seemingly remorseful expression, they would always return to the original state after that, with  smarter and better ways to avoid being caught by the teachers and prefects.

You'll see girls holding hands all the time, sticking to each other all the time, even to the toilet. Oh, the toilet is the perfect place to slack/"lepak"[loiter] You'll see the girls hanging around in the toilet, changing clothes, gossiping about the cutest boy in town, and what they did yesterday. Occassionally, you'll hear someone talking to herself in the cubicle [because that's the only place to talk with your handphone]

Back then, everyone will have a senior they admire. We will ask the one we admire to become our petsister, and it's something like a boy-girl relationship, in girls' version. There will be times when we do not know how to reject the girls, and it was quite funny, transforming from the one who admire the senior [in form 1/2] to the one being admired. In Valentine, we'll receive flowers as well.. from girls. They're yellow roses though.

I have to say, I am glad to study in Convent. Even until now, my Convent girls always stand by my side, in every ups and downs I have. Ah, those were the blissful days! =)

Of cheating and affairs

Men cannot eat kangkung everyday. That's the ugly truth. Just like a cat, When there's a fish swimming in front of them, they will pounce on the fish and answer their instincts, no matter how gentlemen they appear to be.

Of course, there are men out there who can control their instincts because of love and commitments. I admire these men and I respect them for who they are. After all, it is always harder to control than to give in. I think, the value of a man lies not in how many women he has slept, but how many women he has resisted/rejected for the one he loves. Same as a woman, the value of a woman lies not on how good she is in bed, but how much she can control her instinct/resist pressure for that one man in her life. Cheating is getting common these days. For girls, what you can do is to empower yourself, and not put yourself as a victim to this unfortunate consequence.

It has been a stereotype that usually the girlfriend is the victim and the third party is the slut. The truth is, a third party can be a victim as well. Afterall, a relationship is a reciprocal interaction. It is rare that a girl will actively  attract a man who has another girl by his side, unless she was misled/ unaware of it. [ and of course, usually it is the man who actively seeks for the attentions and enjoy being at the receiving end. ]

So, for the girlfriend, if your man cheats on you, don't point the arrow to the third party straight away, because it may be your man who seeks for the girl's attention at the first place or perhaps, he lies to the third party and mislead her into believing that you're no longer the girl he wants. 

I hope you will know that when a man truly loves/wants you, he will have only you in his eyes/mind, and he will stop wandering around. He will avoid those opportunities by being cautious with his words towards ladies, by mentioning your name all the time, and proclaiming his love for you. But if he doesn't, then you should watch out. Never ever allow them to use excuses such as "I need personal space" or "I am a chauvinistic man, take it or leave it" to manipulate your mind. So, if you happen to bump into this kind of man, no matter how much you love him, I hope you will choose the word "leave it". Say is easier than done, so, I shall leave the choice in your hand. But, from time to time, I hope you will know that your happiness lies in your hand. No one can decide what's good for you other than you yourself. 

Sometimes, it is your silence tolerance and sweet compromise/understanding that encourage him to cheat on you. You may be stupid enough to continue loving him, but do not be idiot enough to trust him completely. 

For the unfortunate third parties [ I meant, those who are the victims of circumstances, and not those who actively become a bitch] I have learned that there're tonnes of fishermen out there fishing for love and attention. You may wonder what is a fisher@ fisherman. This is a term specifically used for guys ( in a relationship or married) who will diversify their attentions to various girls (ie, sending out baits) and hoping for any of them to take up the bait. From time to time, girls will fall for the trick. The unfortunate ones, will end up being wounded and hurt. If you're the unfortunate ones, I hope you know that you're not the only ones who had this experiences. There are tonnes of girls out there who suffered the same. For these girls, I hope you will treat this as a life experience, and learn from your mistake. In any event, I hope you will stand up and tell the world that you're the victim, and not the predator. End of the day, you have to learn to be empowered and stand up for yourself. 

If you're unfortunate enough to got yourself trapped by a fisherman, and by circumstances, he has turned you from a nice human to a half-dead fish, do not fret, for one day, when you have fully recovered from your wound, you would be a beautiful mermaid,  for you have one beautiful soul which has survived from a bad experience.

End of the day, as a girl, always trust your instinct. You will know when a man still have feeling for you or not. When he wants to cheat, there's nothing to stop him and it can be rather impossible to track. What you can do, is pray. Pray that you will not bump into one of these people.

Always remember one more thing as well, guys treat women as investments. So same rule should apply to women as well. No matter how much you love this person, do not put 100% into the relationship. They appreciate challenges ( if they really love you) . I mean challenges in providing you security, recognition and protection, and not those unreasonable demands [girls, be nice to those real nice guys out there k]. So, learn to let them fight for your love. Do not put yourself in a position where you can't withdraw from the relationship because you've invested or sacrificed too much. Only put in to the extent where you can afford to lose it. Of course, say is easier than done, I just hope that you will always learn to exert control, and in the event that you've put in too much, just treat it as a beautiful scar/learning process rather than keep dwelling on the past. Afterall, I am sure you both have had beautiful memories together. 

For those men who want to cheat, my only advice is this, don't cheat. Period.

I know, I have no right to preach on this. Afterall, I have bumped into failures in my past relationship and I aint a perfect person who have committed no mistake before. I loved passionately, and I fell deeply. Sometimes, I'll ask God why did he give me such a test. Why did God pick me and made me suffer. I hope I will be able to find out the answer someday. 

Every girl is an angel. You may have became a fallen angel because of the wounds inflicted on you, but  never let that stop you from loving someone who truly deserves you. 

Writing

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Writing sharpens my thoughts. This is a forum for me to express myself on things that are happening around me. I don’t write beautiful English, but I write from heart.

 PS: Decided to go back to blogspot. It's much easier and user-friendly.