Saturday, December 06, 2008
Dead computer
By the way, my computer crashed last night and I had to reformat my computer. And now, all my songs are GONE!! Damn.
Treatment
When I started this blog (Sitandwhine), I wanted a goal for it, or rather, for myself. It wasn't about hitting the most visits per day, nor was it of me wanting people to talk about my posts while on the streets in Singapore.
It was more like (from my blog's introduction. And The 2 questions were "Have you found joy in your life?" and "Have your life brought joy to others?") bringing joy to my life and to others through my posts, where I share information not only about my life but also about others, as well as opinions too.
But over the year, this goal kept slipping away from my reach, making it harder to get any step closer to my goal.
This went as horrendous as making up revengeful things(like the "water treatment") to do to people my friends and I disliked. But we often ended up bursting in laughter, with nothing much done. But come to think of it, it still isn't very pleasant.
The thought of not helping those whom I felt were deserving still lingered in my head, until one day, when i received this email.
This totally changed my conception of helping people out. Who are we to judge who's worth it or not? But as mush as I want to help, I still find helping strangers way easier and less complaining, than helping our own kin. But I'm still trying to change that concept!
Loves.
It was more like (from my blog's introduction. And The 2 questions were "Have you found joy in your life?" and "Have your life brought joy to others?") bringing joy to my life and to others through my posts, where I share information not only about my life but also about others, as well as opinions too.
But over the year, this goal kept slipping away from my reach, making it harder to get any step closer to my goal.
This went as horrendous as making up revengeful things(like the "water treatment") to do to people my friends and I disliked. But we often ended up bursting in laughter, with nothing much done. But come to think of it, it still isn't very pleasant.
The thought of not helping those whom I felt were deserving still lingered in my head, until one day, when i received this email.
Five (5) lessons to make you think about the way we treat people.
___
1 - First Important Lesson - Cleaning Lady.
During my second month of college, our professor
gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student
and had breezed through the questions until I read
the last one:
'What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?'
Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the
cleaning woman several times. She was tall,
dark-haired and in her 50's, but how would I know her name?
I handed in my paper, leaving the last question
blank. Just before class ended, one student asked if
the last question would count toward our quiz grade.
'Absolutely,' said the professor. 'In your careers,
you will meet many people. All are significant. They
deserve your attention and care, even if all you do
is smile and say 'hello.'
I've never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her
name was Dorothy.
___
2. - Second Important Lesson - Pickup in the Rain
One night, at 11:3 0 p.m., an older African American
woman was standing on the side of an
trying to endure a lashing rainstorm. Her car had
broken down and she desperately needed a ride.
Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car.
A young white man stopped to help her, generally
unheard of in those conflict-filled 60s.. The man
took her to safety, helped her get assistance and
put her into a taxicab.
She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his
address and thanked him. Seven days went by and a
knock came on the man's door. To his surprise, a
giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A
special note was attached..
It read:
'Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway
the other night. The rain drenched not only my
clothes, but also my spirits. Then you came along.
Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying
husband's bedside just before he passed away.. God
bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving
others.'
Sincerely, Mrs. Nat King Cole.
___
3 - Third Important Lesson - Always remember those who serve.
In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less,
a 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and
sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him..
'How much is an ice cream sundae?' he asked.
'Fifty cents,' replied the waitress.
The little boy pulled is hand out of his pocket and
studied the coins in it.
'Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?' he inquired.
By now more people were waiting for a table and the
waitress was growing impatient.
'Thirty-five cents,' she brusquely replied.
The little boy again counted his coins.
'I'll have the plain ice cream,' he said.
The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on
the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice
cream, paid the cashier and left. When the waitress
came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the
table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish,
were two nickels and five pennies..
You see, he couldn't have the sundae, because he had
to have enough left to leave her a tip.
___
4 - Fourth Important Lesson. - The obstacle in Our Path.
In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a
roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if
anyone would remove the huge rock Some of the
king's wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by
and simply walked around it. Many loudly blamed the
King for not keeping the roads clear, but none did
anything about getting the stone out of the way.
Then a peasant came along carrying a load of
vegetables. Upon approaching the boulder, the
peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the
stone to the side of the road. After much pushing
and straining, he finally succeeded. After the
peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed
a purse lying in the road where the boulder had
been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note
from the King indicating that the gold was for the
person who removed the boulder from the roadway. The
peasant learned what many of us never understand!
Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve our condition.
___
5 - Fifth Important Lesson - Giving When it Counts...
Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a
hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who
was suffering from a rare & serious disease. Her only
chance of recovery appeared to be a blood
transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had
miraculously survived the same disease and had
developed the antibodies needed to combat the
illness.. The doctor explained the situation to her
little brother, and asked the little boy if he would
be willing to give his blood to his sister.
I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a
deep breath and saying, 'Yes I'll do it if it will
save her.' As the transfusion progressed, he lay in
bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did,
seeing the color returning to her cheek. Then his
face grew pale and his smile faded.
He looked up at the doctor and asked with a
trembling voice, 'Will I start to die right away'.
Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the
doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his
sister all of his blood in order to save her but he had chosen to save her anyway.
This totally changed my conception of helping people out. Who are we to judge who's worth it or not? But as mush as I want to help, I still find helping strangers way easier and less complaining, than helping our own kin. But I'm still trying to change that concept!
Loves.
Thursday, December 04, 2008
Capabilities
Capabilities
(From Dictionary.com)
4. A talent or ability that has potential for development or use. Often used in the plural: a
student of great capabilities.
5. The capacity to be used, treated, or developed for a specific purpose: nuclear capability.
Capabilities, to me, are hidden talents that people rarely notice, until you show it off. Superman for instance, was a nobody. Until he helped save his town.
Capabilities does not necessarily mean of Heroes saving the day, or Superman's super powers, or even Spiderman's climbing ability. It can actually mean of skills like:
Yes, these are great capabilities. But sometimes we are so driven and engrossed in showing people of our capabilities that we fail to notice that we are heading into the trap of "kay kiang", where we perform task that are way beyond our abilities and thus, mocking ourselves infront of everyone.
Thus this leads on to another point: Showing off.
It can be a good thing, because you get to impress people with your skills and abilities. You gain recognition and self esteem as you escalate on the road to success.
However, it can also be a bad thing. Like I said, upon gaining recognition, you, in fact all of us, would begin being ignorant and boastful, adding words into your own mouths. Thus, when you "kay kiang" too much, people begin to lose faith in you. And start believing that you are good for nothing, an empty vessel who boasts alot.
But this brings you back to square one. If you show off, you'll be an ass. But then again, if you don't show off, who'd notice your capabilities?
This week has left me in a rather dampen mood because of assumptions that people had of me. A close one, in fact, a kin of mine, went around rattling to others that I was a failure because I quit my job.
He assumed that the reason why I quit was because I could not handle the stress, which was indeed false. I loved the job, and the animals, but it was too mundane for me, and that was why I quit. It wasn't because I was stressed, in fact, I do love working in stressful environments as it challenges me to unleash my potential.
And he, without asking me for the reason why I quit, began lecturing my mom about how much she pampered me and that I was easily affected by stress.
It hurts sometimes to know of a kin who doesn't really spend time knowing me better, in the things I like and soar in, and the things I don't. It hurts even more when he goes around jumping at conclusions, exaggerating about stuff, and even accuse us (my borthers and I) of things.
But it hurts the most when he terms us harshly as good-for-nothings, rot-to-death and even claimed that he is worried for our future, given the fact that we "can't" cope with what the REAL world has in store for us.
I just wish sometimes, for a simple gesture of encouragement from him. But wishing for that seems to much, coming from him.
Loves.
(From Dictionary.com)
| 1. | the quality of being capable; capacity; ability: His capability was unquestionable. |
| 2. | the ability to undergo or be affected by a given treatment or action: the capability of glass in resisting heat. |
| 3. | Usually, capabilities. qualities, abilities, features, etc., that can be used or developed; potential: Though dilapidated, the house has great capabilities. |
student of great capabilities.
5. The capacity to be used, treated, or developed for a specific purpose: nuclear capability.
Capabilities, to me, are hidden talents that people rarely notice, until you show it off. Superman for instance, was a nobody. Until he helped save his town.
Capabilities does not necessarily mean of Heroes saving the day, or Superman's super powers, or even Spiderman's climbing ability. It can actually mean of skills like:
- Being a great leader
- Dealing with stress
- Working in fast paced environment
- Grabbing people's attention
- And even bottling up your emotions so as not to be easily emotional and affected.
Yes, these are great capabilities. But sometimes we are so driven and engrossed in showing people of our capabilities that we fail to notice that we are heading into the trap of "kay kiang", where we perform task that are way beyond our abilities and thus, mocking ourselves infront of everyone.
Thus this leads on to another point: Showing off.
It can be a good thing, because you get to impress people with your skills and abilities. You gain recognition and self esteem as you escalate on the road to success.
However, it can also be a bad thing. Like I said, upon gaining recognition, you, in fact all of us, would begin being ignorant and boastful, adding words into your own mouths. Thus, when you "kay kiang" too much, people begin to lose faith in you. And start believing that you are good for nothing, an empty vessel who boasts alot.
But this brings you back to square one. If you show off, you'll be an ass. But then again, if you don't show off, who'd notice your capabilities?
This week has left me in a rather dampen mood because of assumptions that people had of me. A close one, in fact, a kin of mine, went around rattling to others that I was a failure because I quit my job.
He assumed that the reason why I quit was because I could not handle the stress, which was indeed false. I loved the job, and the animals, but it was too mundane for me, and that was why I quit. It wasn't because I was stressed, in fact, I do love working in stressful environments as it challenges me to unleash my potential.
And he, without asking me for the reason why I quit, began lecturing my mom about how much she pampered me and that I was easily affected by stress.
It hurts sometimes to know of a kin who doesn't really spend time knowing me better, in the things I like and soar in, and the things I don't. It hurts even more when he goes around jumping at conclusions, exaggerating about stuff, and even accuse us (my borthers and I) of things.
But it hurts the most when he terms us harshly as good-for-nothings, rot-to-death and even claimed that he is worried for our future, given the fact that we "can't" cope with what the REAL world has in store for us.
I just wish sometimes, for a simple gesture of encouragement from him. But wishing for that seems to much, coming from him.
Loves.
Wednesday, December 03, 2008
Aries
One thing that I always read online or at the Popular Bookstore would be about Horoscopes. I don't know if it sounds funny, but I like reading about my sign, and then compare the past incidents with the description given. And then I would analyze whether it can be trusted or not. Sometimes I do keep note of the incidents that have not happened, and ironically once it does happen, I would have a mental "check" and tick it against the "things the horoscope book said". But one thing I believe strongly in the description of the Horoscopes is when they are talking about our characters. As much as I hate to admit, they are actually very true!
Here's mine: Click Here
Here's mine: Click Here
What's your sign?
Thoughts
Have you ever spent a few days so engrossed in your work, that you failed to realize what day or date it was?
The past two weeks had me thinking through about a lot of things. And as I reminisced the past, I became more and more worried about the future; worried about how quickly time can pass without any realization at all.
Have you ever had the feeling where you wanted to shut yourself out from the world, or just to have a break, but the moment you take a seat, you have to heave yourself up to scatter to the next destination because there was no time?
The past few days working in the zoo was one of the best and worst times of my life. But as weird as it may sound, I quit the job. My family members were really shocked and till today, have been asking me to think it over. My colleagues in the zoo have asked me to not give up too, and found it really weird for me to quit on the evaluation day because they knew I had all my scripts down.
But the reason why I quit was not because I was nervous, or stressed about the scripts. In fact, it was thanks to the scripts that I managed to learn and know so much about the animals. Well, the actual reason to why I quit was because I lost passion for hosting.
Being in the zoo gave me so much time to get to know all the staffs and animals better. And I must admit that I do envy the animals a lot, for they have the best people to take care of them; their devoted keepers. The reason why I have so much respect for the keepers is not only because they take care, clean their dens and feed the animals, but because they actually spend more time in the zoo,than with their families. In fact, all the keepers would stay overnight if their animals are sick or going to give birth. Can you imagine the number of hours they put in for these animals?
Being in the zoo also gave me time to see how the zoo was run, and how the token feeders (my job) did their job. That was where it struck me, and hard. See, the more I familiarized with the zoo, the more I wanted to do something for the animals and it's not merely talking about them, I wanted more action. Don't get me wrong, token feeders are in fact one of the most important people in the zoo, because they are actually the voice for the animals. But I guess after two weeks at the zoo, I couldn't stand the same routine done over and over again. I must say, that all the show presenters are excellent in what they do, and memorizing script isn't that easy you know. But for me, I don't think I can stay still long enough, to do the many scripts day after day. I'm not saying it's boring, it's more like, not my cup of tea. Over the past two weeks, I realized that hosting afterall wasn't my taste and as always, I still do prefer teaching.
But the animals and their keepers have indeed left a very deep mark in my heart, so I'll most probably be a volunteer there, or at the SPCA, where I would indeed get a chance to help the animals in need.
Many said that my decision was a hasty one, and some said that I was dumb to quit from a high paying job. Well, I wouldn't want to lie and say that money doesn't matter, because it does. But like what Mr Raymond Huang always say, nothing's worth doing if you ain't got the heart for it. And just like this job, I love the animals more and more each day, but as the days go by, I lose the heart for hosting.
Well, that means I'm pretty much jobless right now. It's a confusing kind of feeling you know. i want to work because it's better than being at home doing nothing. Besides earning cash during the holidays is better than bumming around, and not helping your parents with the household "crisis". But at the same time, I want to treasure my youth! And hang out with friends and catch up on the good old times.
Oh well, what's done is done. I'm still going for interviews and stuff, but if I really don't feel like it, I'd probably just help my mum out in her holiday kids programme. So friends, if you want to meet up, I'm just a call away!
Oh yah, now that I'm jobless, this gives me more time to blog! hahah.
Loves.
The past two weeks had me thinking through about a lot of things. And as I reminisced the past, I became more and more worried about the future; worried about how quickly time can pass without any realization at all.
Have you ever had the feeling where you wanted to shut yourself out from the world, or just to have a break, but the moment you take a seat, you have to heave yourself up to scatter to the next destination because there was no time?
The past few days working in the zoo was one of the best and worst times of my life. But as weird as it may sound, I quit the job. My family members were really shocked and till today, have been asking me to think it over. My colleagues in the zoo have asked me to not give up too, and found it really weird for me to quit on the evaluation day because they knew I had all my scripts down.
But the reason why I quit was not because I was nervous, or stressed about the scripts. In fact, it was thanks to the scripts that I managed to learn and know so much about the animals. Well, the actual reason to why I quit was because I lost passion for hosting.
Being in the zoo gave me so much time to get to know all the staffs and animals better. And I must admit that I do envy the animals a lot, for they have the best people to take care of them; their devoted keepers. The reason why I have so much respect for the keepers is not only because they take care, clean their dens and feed the animals, but because they actually spend more time in the zoo,than with their families. In fact, all the keepers would stay overnight if their animals are sick or going to give birth. Can you imagine the number of hours they put in for these animals?
Being in the zoo also gave me time to see how the zoo was run, and how the token feeders (my job) did their job. That was where it struck me, and hard. See, the more I familiarized with the zoo, the more I wanted to do something for the animals and it's not merely talking about them, I wanted more action. Don't get me wrong, token feeders are in fact one of the most important people in the zoo, because they are actually the voice for the animals. But I guess after two weeks at the zoo, I couldn't stand the same routine done over and over again. I must say, that all the show presenters are excellent in what they do, and memorizing script isn't that easy you know. But for me, I don't think I can stay still long enough, to do the many scripts day after day. I'm not saying it's boring, it's more like, not my cup of tea. Over the past two weeks, I realized that hosting afterall wasn't my taste and as always, I still do prefer teaching.
But the animals and their keepers have indeed left a very deep mark in my heart, so I'll most probably be a volunteer there, or at the SPCA, where I would indeed get a chance to help the animals in need.
Many said that my decision was a hasty one, and some said that I was dumb to quit from a high paying job. Well, I wouldn't want to lie and say that money doesn't matter, because it does. But like what Mr Raymond Huang always say, nothing's worth doing if you ain't got the heart for it. And just like this job, I love the animals more and more each day, but as the days go by, I lose the heart for hosting.
Well, that means I'm pretty much jobless right now. It's a confusing kind of feeling you know. i want to work because it's better than being at home doing nothing. Besides earning cash during the holidays is better than bumming around, and not helping your parents with the household "crisis". But at the same time, I want to treasure my youth! And hang out with friends and catch up on the good old times.
Oh well, what's done is done. I'm still going for interviews and stuff, but if I really don't feel like it, I'd probably just help my mum out in her holiday kids programme. So friends, if you want to meet up, I'm just a call away!
Oh yah, now that I'm jobless, this gives me more time to blog! hahah.
Loves.
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