Food. Eat. Fat.

I've been spending my weeks lately on food. Most of it was planing how and when to eat. I know I have a close affection for food. But never to my imagination I would be that close. Everyone eats. Eat to survive, eat to enjoy or eat to celebrate. We practically can't survive without it. Come to think of it, I never really put account to food that I've tasted and tried. In this link, I will explain how I talk more about food than anything else recently. 

http://remmygohfood.blogspot.com/2012/10/how-all-these-craze-started.html

So after Chun Sing's return. I ate a lot. More than I could ever imagine. I've never spend as much time and money on food LIKE EVER on planning, hunting, exploring, tasting and enjoying food until now. It's fascinating especially for a person who is on diet. Well, diet plan has to be set a side for my fatacious dream, eating. 

Currently I've been food walking for almost 2 weeks. I've been to more than 30 different eat outs in that very short period of time eating and eating. It's been amazing how I can eat so uncontrolabally and have that less exercise and guilt. This is all thanks to my supportive friends or "fat devil" as I named them "encouraged" me to fall into their trap of the indulgence of food and that ultimate crave in me. They have been sweet talking me to eat before I start stuffing myself with food. Their topic of conversation has grown to non other than food, food and food. This had so called "motivated" me to eat and to submerge myself into the "FAT ZONE" of my entire life. To continue or not to, it's a question in my head right now. However, I have great friends who play their parts well in tormenting me with nothing else but FOOD. 

...and I Thought Posts Would Be Better...

Hey guys....wonder if anyone still reads this blog. Erm... I have been lacking in various sectors, from various sectors I've been addictively doing. For instance, blogging, making covers or even playing Tetris. I've been emotionally disturbed I would say and mentally tired by all the frust and agony I have to go through for a result that is not so compensating. I really tried my best and put in my greatest effort in getting into Uni. However I failed even for the second attempt. I've countless sleepless night, going in and out of school, seeking information and  hope everywhere, asking everyone for help and guidance and search high and low for answers. I just couldn't find one. 

       I miss the feeling of being happy. I miss the feeling of stress free and I miss the feeling of worry-free. I just worry too much. every time when results or something, just anything to do with my damn future in the varsity, my heart will beat enormously fast and anxiety level is at the max! I just can't handle all this. I pretend to stay strong or at least stay okay when I'm around others. Somehow, I know I can't control much afterall. I can't really control these feelings running inside of me and act as okay as possible coz I'm not.

       Mum. Mum is the one who sees through all pains hidden within the tears of my eye. She witness the agony and the hurt deep within my soul. She's the one who went through all highs and lows with me trying her best to make me feel a lil' better day by day. I really appreciate having a loving, understandable and an UNFAILING tolerance with me. I'm a person that can't overwrite things after a good sleep, not even after a time frame but it has to be after the whole experience that I faced. I thank God that I've got still somebody by my side supporting me by my side all this while, lending me a shoulder when I cry and giving me a hug when I stumbled and trembled. I will always love you!

      

       

       

       

 

My recent mind, heart and soul shattering moment.

yeah. I know I haven't been writing lately... as in like 3 months from my last post. Life has been tough... VERY EXTREMELY TOUGH. As you should know, my STPM results were out last couple of months ago and its rather disappointing. NO. It's more than that. it's just horrible to face the fact that the efforts I've poured in and that's what I get in return. If you wanna know, I got F for my maths, a subject where I studied the crap out of it going for 3 different tuitions and a group study with a friend and I got a result similar to a person not studying it or just similar to a person who sleeps throughout the test. The rest was just fine... B+ for Economics and Pengajian Am: subjects which I'm aiming for an A. But it's still on a satisfactory state, well at least. My 4th subject, a subject where I actually thought of dropping it at first and failed tremendously for a number of school base tests. To my surprise, I got an A- for it. For a moment I thought, am I being trolled or something? Who wouldn't?

I went through a very hard period after the reviewing the result slip on my hands. I find it so hard to go through it. So hard to imagine that I actually got such results. I cried, I threw temper, I drove recklessly, I thought of committing suicide, that's just meaningless towards life. I lose all faith in myself, in the education system and worst of all I lose faith in the Lord and lose myself. Was not myself for a good few weeks before time dissolves everything. So life moves on as there's always a constant hope that the final verdict is not out yet. The offer letter to UNIs has yet to be released. So, there's still hope. That's the only thing that kept me sane and happy. One more thing that I've done within my results period was photostating certs after certs going to school day after day to get all of them certified, asked the world for opinions and guidelines, sent my maths paper for remark and also ask a simple WHY towards every part of failure in life. Well, I can't say I get nothing at all from it. All I can say was, relationship with my teachers were better, relationship with close classmates to be closer, relationship with mum to be stronger and of course bonding and entrusting decisions to the Lord more than ever.

Happiness have proved itself to be short. July 13th struck a big mark on my calender. The date where the final verdict (and so I thought) is out. It's a NO still. I was telling myself, I've expected it. I can be calm, I can be strong for myself. There's no need to have shallow tear glands, there's no need to be upset about. I thought I was ready for it. But I was wrong. I kept it for less than a day in me and I start bursting out in tears. I asked my friend out for lunch to celebrate her belated birthday initially went into a tear shedding and consoling session where my friend had to listen to all my crap. I told myself not to cry in front of mum as I thought it would be harder for her to accept the results and thinking that she will have more problems to handle than my tears. Screw that, I poured out. Up to this point, LIFE has proved to be TOUGH. Tougher than I've ever imagined. Always told myself a white lie, "the more you work hard, the greater the returns are!" but it seemed to be a fairytale after all. Undeniably, I've worked hard, harder than anyone that got in government Uni and I'm still stuck, half-hanging here. What did I do to be in this terrible state? Did I not work hard enough? Did I not study enough? Did I actually do anything that wrong to fail in Maths and fail enrolling myself in a public Uni? Questions after questions appearing in my head asking God "what's this?!". Yeah, a very good line to answer them: "That sucks! too bad for you". 

The More You Give, Even More You'll Recieve.

It didn't really come to my senses until I post my previous post. I've been increasing my weekly donations as I've started working and also started going for 2 churches again.... I'm nit saying I gave a lot. But consider way more than the last time. WHY? hmm... I simply donate more because I'm earning my own bucks and I think it's time for me to contribute more back to the church. the another factor is, my church, OMPH is currently asking a RM400,000 donation for church and chapel renovations. More to it is the Youth service I've been joining recently, HTS. I've been joining this church knowing people there for about 4-5 years since I joined the Free Tuition Ministry. They have been providing me the space, the teacher and tons of encouragements and uphold me in prayers throughout my study years. I told myself, it's time to give back, in any ways... through donations, providing the energy and also anything which I think I'm capable of.

During one of the Youth service, their youth leader, Sherene shared that we should actually give at least 10% of our monthly wage as God had been providing and still providing unfailingly for us. Come to think of it, 10%, not to much to ask. Not to much for a person like me with practically no one to support and nothing to owe the bank.

That's why I do believe in "The More You Give, The more You'll Receive" as God will always provide and bless those who give more to him!



love,remmygoh

Accepting More Jobs.

As you guys out there know, I'm a teacher... For those who don't, I'M A TEACHER! LOL right? following my family's footsteps! 3 generations of teacher in both Goh&Liew family. One day, my boss called me and asked me to teach another 2 more hours in town and give me a 4 hour salary... Well, it's kinda a good deal and I kinda like the terms lah... So accepted. one simple task... Science for Form 1 and 2. Not a really hard task since I'm teaching Form1 Science in Malay and Form2 & 3 Science. This is a greater deal as he offered me more pay per hour. Aiya... was thinking I have all the time in the world... Why not?

Then comes the next offer. My Aunt. She asked me whether am I interested to do her assignments for $$ MONEY! hahah... RM150 for 1500 words. That simply means 10cents per word! "WHAT THE?" I was telling myself... the better part is, it's an english assignment and out of 1500 words, 500 words are adapted from 2 different related articles. That's it! The best part yet to come is: it is equivalent to 30 hours of working in the tuition centre! Thats like 1 assignment = 4 Days of work! WHAT THE!!!!!!! hahaha... so hope that doing assignments are way simpler than teaching...=) and thank you Lord for providing me this experience and opportunity!





love,remmygoh

Adele - Someone like You Cover.

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SPM pulak.

Today is the day where SPM results are out. Directly 2weeks after STPM results. Feelings of it had already faded I guess... Not to say completely. But yeah. Mostly are already gone. Saw the smile on my colleagues faces.... Bright fat smile and still have that question running in my head asking why can't I share some of the happiness. Well I actually did come to think of it. All of them did very well. Almost all of them were top in their various schools. Both SPM colleagues got straight As and well my friend, Wern Jun on the other hand got 4 flat and another STPM colleague got 3As1B. Very proud of all of them. Well felt the pinch when I looked at myself having the worst results among them. Kinda sad for a moment but better than before. Not so much of the HURT felt. Just kinda sad I was not one of them. In GOD I believe! I know YOU know the best for me!!! Thank you for participating in my life!:)

love, remmygoh

Faith.

Faith, is not an easy word to say, what more possessing it. I consider myself not having a strong faith. I see a lot of my friends having stronger faith, in fact very strong faith in the lord they beleieve in. I often ask myself the same question: why am I not a strong Christian? A lot of my friends accepted christ much later in life where I actually been introduced to Christ since birth. Mum gave me Jesus the very begining and told me the good values in Christianity the very moment I know how to read. It's the greatest thing on earth that my mum gave me, trust me. However, I'm often confused with the church I'm supposed to attend and how deep my faith is to him. I'm still lost at a lot of times. I'm not sure whether I'm strong enough not to doubt HIM when things failed or faithful enough to thank HIM in everything that he had provided me.

Well, I heard people saying strong Christians read the bible a lot but sincerely, I'm not one. I hate reading. I hate flipping through boring pages and reading thousands of words with no end in a page. I find no joy in any of it even a normal story book or magazines. I hate anything that is related to reading. Luckily I don't hate typing which is basically what I'm doing now. Besides, I don't do daily prayer (except prayer before meal) and quiet time or even fasting. I don't!! So what's make me a Christian? By just praying before meal and go for a regular church service which is only an hour a week? I'm not sure! I may sound like I'm strong in HIM, but I'm actually not. I do thank HIM in things that he had provide for me, but there are a lot of times which I doubt his presence when things in life didn't work out quite well. I do ask HIM why things happened countlessly and question every fault in my life. I am just. It strong enough to say: I'LL LEAVE EVERYTHING TO THE LORD AND HE'LL KNOW THE BEST FOR ME AS HE WILL NEVER FIRSAKE ME! Just not faithfull enough to leave everything onto the hands of the Lord. Seriously hope that I can someday. Just one at when I think ALL THINGS ARE POSSIBLE WHEN YOU BELIEVE IN HIM. I hope that I'll continue to grow in HIM and not being a christian by name sake, but a strong, devoted and faithful follower of CHRIST.

The recent STPM results really strike me. Deep. I finally realize my faith in HIM when I start questioning HIM and doubting HIM. The biggest impact was when mum question my faith. Mum asked "remmy, do you actually trust in the LORD?" and "remmy, maybe GOD wants you to learn a very hard lesson in life" and "your results were like this maybe because you didn't trust the LORD 100% and give your 100% to him but just plain study pointlessly everyday". The last one really strike me. Maybe GOD put me to the test for the very last time in my national exam life. Maybe GOD really wants me to learn how to have stronger faulty in him. I really hope before I talk about impacting the life of others, I can impact my own and start again as a born again Christian.

I start by talking to the LORD more and leave things and troubles off my hands to his undoutfully. And also to go to church every week without dragging my feet there and to start Youth in one of my friend's church. I just hope that I will continue to have faith in HIM no matter what happens!;)



love, remmygoh

Why?

This leaves a big scare in me. I never felt so bad in life till this day. Greatest heartbreak ever. More painful than a stitch more hurtful then being cheated. It's receiving results like this. Never expected it to be that bad. Like SERIOUSLY BAD! I can't really except the fact coz I did study all this while, in fact I put extra efforts in it by going for 3 different tuition classes and a group study with my friend. This is the very 1st time I failed in my test. Almost felt like I failed in my life. How I wished I was the one smiling holding my results, how I wish I was the one who jumped up and down with my results, how I wish I was the one hugging every teacher telling them how greatful I am, how I wished I was the one who called the whole world to spread the good news, how I wish I was the one who took all the group photos I want and chat with my friends after taking my results, how I wish I was not the one who weep while driving, almost got into an accident on the road, cried when I faced my results slip, cried when I saw my mum, cried when I reflect back everything and cry myself to sleep. If only I could wish.
Tons of people around me told me that everything is gonna be okay. I'm sure they worried as they say that. They often think of the solution when they put a pact on my back. They often cry when they saw me crying. Why? Why faults that I've made has made everyone around me to suffer a long? Why? So many questions had not be answered. Why?

The worst is, in the end having people telling me that is because of the subject that I choose. Never actually thought of this point. Always thought that I've work hard enough to come this far and this should not be what I get. However, I didn't actually come to my senses and ask myself this, "why did you even actually choose this subject in the first place?". I did not realized that it was my fault all this time. Didn't realize it WAS MY DAMN BLOODY FAULT. Yes. I blame it all to myself and yes, I am the sole reason I'm in this crappy position now and yes, I troubled everyone around me. Many have warned me about this subject. MANY. mum, teachers, friends and seniors. All these are coming back to my head. I finally remembered every single one that came to me to tell me not to take Maths. After all these advices I still hold on to a stubborn decision which is to take this subject. It killed my time, my attention and my interest in Maths.

I never EVER failed in final test before. EVER! seriously never once in my life time. So, what should I do? I cried. Yes, I cried a lot. Too much that I couldn't count the number of times. But luckily I was filled with my job to fill my time. Even though I don't have the mood to teach but at least it kinda de-stress me for awhile. Work it's the only time when I think of my results less. I don't know what future is there. I seriously have no idea. I just hope that it's not too bad. I come this far not to just be a beggar as they are no chooser. I came this far to at least choose a course that I like in U and stand proud with my humble results. But I guess it's nothing but a fairy tale. No more than that.



love, remmygoh

A lil' Dad's Life

Haha... It's my cousin sister, Sarah. Ive been appointed as her chauffeur and part time care taker. It's a tiring job as she's still a baby and bag to be monitered every single second. The first week, I've been sleepless when my aunt is still in the hospital. I barely sleep and the next thing I know my grandma waking me up to look after her. And at a point I was quite fed up coz I'm still not use to the freedom-less and Internet-less life. It's tortures at first and now.... It's the second week already. I feel so much better and comfortable with everything. I even make time to go home and come back to my grandma's house on and off. I always hear people saying "it's all worth it when you see that adorable thing in your arms". I do agree now! It's worth while when little Sarah smiled at me when I fetch her and carry her. She's so cute that all tiredness are laid off. Everytime when I fetch her, I feel like I'm a dad already even I'm not so into kids. She just make that moment of my life thinking how great if I had a child of my own. She is that adorable! Trust me! above all things, I just wish that I can see you grow up healthy and continue to grow. Just don't forget this AWESOME cousin of yours!

I'm Working!

I know it's a bit late to mention this but I really need a long rest before any job starts. I did not sit at home the whole time for the whole Dec till February lah. But kinda work part time teacher at a Tuition centre in Bercham. It's kinda far from my place actually. It took me nearly half an hour to get there (with jam) and to teach for 2 hours or more. Kinda waste petrol tho my mum is paying for it. The another solution is to stay at my grandma's which takes less than 5 mins to get there. It's just the long stories about everything, awesome for that get me FAT!, discipline sleeping hours, curfew at 10(which is after my job), freedom-less and worst of all, NO INTERNET!! I can't even post this right now! Have to wait till I get home during the weekends.

Well, coming back to this topic.... I'm kinda free if I don't have class. So free that I can actually type a few post and break few levels in a game and tons of time to day dream. Today, Tuesday is one of it. Only 2 hours in the morning and only 1 hour out of my full time from 2-10PM. It's kinda boring especially nearing end of the month coz most fees have been settled. Sigh.... Don't really know whether to regret choosing this job or thank God it was SO EASY!!!

Yet Again... MIA

Seriously have not been writing for a long time!! Too many things have passed. Too many. Had loads of good news down the way in my life and tons of bad news too. Recently, health is not in favor in my family. One after another. Have moving in and out of the hospital regularly since last year. Masked nurse and doctors are no longer an issue, long pointy needles are no longer a fear. More of a norm lately. Well, I always believe that everything happened for a reason. And this? Yes, I have no doubt in the Lord that all of this happened for a reason. Maybe a lesson to learn now or in the future. No one knows. I sincerely hope that all of this will have a turn over and we'll be all healthy in no time!:)

What's up lately?

Well, you must be wondering why I write and publish posts mostly on wednesdays. It's kind of time to burn time. Every Wednesday (Mondays in October & September) since 15 weeks ago, I've been sitting in the hospital for a long time now. It's amazing how time flys. I can't believe myself that I've been already sitting in the hospital for that long. Once a week if I'm lucky, sometimes might shoot to twice a day or 4 times a week. What I've learnt from my experience here? Simple. Keep your body healthy or you will just end up here. I mean not that no one on earth can avoid sickness. But just avoid coming to the hospital that frequent like I do or worse, admitted.

This is the very moment that I came to my head. Yes, life maybe is very fragile. Fragile enough to be taken away just like that. But what about life that is not so fragile and still hanging in there? Those who sleep on the sick bed for weeks some for months or years hoping that one day he/she will heal from their sickness or just simply sleeping there waiting to die. That's the agony faced by most patients. As for my grandma, there's no exception. She is suffering a decease that acquires her to visit the hospital every week and take injection every week. EVERY DAMN WEEK!!! Some weeks before, she needs to take blood test every 2 weeks and now as her blood has become unstable, the test needs to be taken every week without fail. Sometimes, she even need to go for ultrasound. It's an agony siting there for hours no mater I'm at the private hospital or the general hospital. The people, the minimal parking space, it happens in most hospitals here. How bout the patient? Worse. She is facing all the pain. Not forgetting stress and other after effects of the injection intentionally and unintentionally.

It's a sad thing that she goes back home everyday sitting in front of a blank tv looking at it for hours or sometimes just stare at the celling for hours pointlessly. We tried to talk her out, Asking her to go on with her life as usual because she can still walk and do lots more just with a lil' fatigue. Which person at your age don't? It's just normal and normal is the subject in most of our conversation to convince her that she is okay. She just wouldn't listen.

What's worse now is that her body is rejecting the injection. I mean after all the effort everyone put in will be a lost just that and no alternative could be taken at all. Its seriously a disappointment seriously. I mean after so long of blood test, injections, ultra sounds and all the other pills she have to take is for nothing. Sigh.

Well that's about it. Still waiting now. Not very sure I can join my friends for lunch later because it will be long. And yes!!! SUPER FRIGGING LONG!!!

Love, remmygoh

Well... this song is quite an old song and plus... a girl song.. but it has meanings to it... this song was actually one of the songs that I used to sing when I go to my friend's house to jam.. It's simple and meaningful and of course not so much about love... In the vid.. there will be off pitch here and there but yeah... have not been practicing lately. anyhow... enjoy and please leave a comment so that I can improve orgive some suggestions of what song to sing and I might post it..=) visit http://www.youtube.com/user/remmygoh to view my channel!

love, remmygoh

Happy Birthday Xue Wei!!

Sorry guys for my late post... creating this vid is not easy at all... trust me... so, gonna let the vid do all the explaination... ENJOY!!!

love, remmygoh

Guilt

Sigh.... Where do I start? This morning... I was sleepng.. Happily dreaming away. List ing to the ringtone ringing and ringing again, one after another. It was just a rhyme in my sleep. I heard it, unconsciously in my dream but never wake up from it. I kinda woke up. Blur. Looked around as usual. The phone rang again. Picked up. Patrina, my neighbor was talking fast with a shaky and panicky voice. Couldn't catch her quite well. Didn't know what she's trying to tell me. When I come to my senses, I realized she was trying to tell me that my lil princess is stuck in between my gate and crying out of pain and worst of all bleeding. Without much dressing, I went down as quickly as possible. Rush open the door and run my way out of the house seeing her hanging there with blood all over the floor. I was helpless and so sad and guilty when I saw my other neighbors looking at my dog helplessly too. How can everyone on the street know what's going on except me? Because I overslept? I went back in again running into my room to get hold my phone and only realized the numbers of missed call I had and did not work a single thing on me.

I ran down trying to look for my vet's number. Couldn't find it and searched over the cabinets in the house to recall the name card given to us before.

I called mum while helping Snowpuff out of the gate. She was literally hanging in between the hole of my gate. All I can do from then is just carry her out of it. But she was in so much pain and when she groans I cried a tear deep within. I tried to release her from inside the house. Failed, so I let her go the other way out. Finally she's out. She's still in a lot of pain and loss a whole lot of blood. I left her with Patrina outside and ran upstairs again to my room to change as quickly as possible without my teeth brushed or my hair combed.

Carry Snowpuff up the car after setting newspapers at the back of my car seat. She's in deep pain. She was licking her legs clean as I drove Patrina and myself to my regular vet. Went in the shop having the fear that the vet is not around. Luckily he's there. I told him that it was an emergency and carried Snowpuff down the car.

Set her on the surgical table and Ben the vet preparing alcohol to wash of her wound. I had to hold on to my dog. Pressing her down looking at her teary eyes telling her it's okay. But I know the pain she's experiencing is great and Ben have no choice but to tranquilize her to ease up the process. He told me that everything is going to be fine and he's going to send her back to my house when everything is done.

Besides what I was doing, I had to worry about my grandma at the same time as I'm responsible to bring her to the hospital for a thorough blood check. I was so lost and that deep guilt of mine just drove me crazy! I was so helpless. I went home, bath as quickly as possible and get dressed to take my grandma out. Bydaway, my grandma is not staying with me and I had to rush my way there because the appointment is at 11 and yes... 11 was the time I left home to my grandma's place. Before I start the car, Ben called and said Puff is alright. She's still sleeping and it's best to take her home before she wakes up. Yeah. I kinda understand. I want so much for my dog to wake up in my arms. But the situation just forced me not to. After the exit at north south highway. I was going to the direction of the hospital rather than the direction to my grandma's place. I was lost and sad as I drove. Was blaming myself for everything that had happened. Was so guilty that my dog bleed because I overslept was so so so damn mad with myself for not picking up the phone or realized all the barking outside my house and loosen Snowpuff before she actually start bleeding.

Luckily, after a thorough check, no bones are fractured, no major injury to this old stubborn dog of mine. Just a lil tissue tear on one of her hind leg. Blessed? No.... I could stop all of it if I picked up the phone earlier and helped her out of the gate. I didn't. I slept and slept and slept. She was stucked there for almost 45 mins. And it took me less than 5 mins to help her out. If I would helped her out earlier, she wouldn't be in so much pain, no blood would be shed bit however lesson would not be learnt. Two of the very important lesson in her and my life. For her, stop trying her luck and stop being such a stubborn bitch for once. As for me, I learned not to sleep late because of FB games and YouTube and seriously be more responsive to phone calls. What if there's fire, what if there are some other emergency lurking right outside my house and is needed for my help. I can't just sleep there as though nothing happened. I seriously gotta get over myself over this. It's BAD HUGE MISTAKE!!

Enough said. Guilty still.


love, remmygoh

The longest ever.

Today it's the most pathetic longest period of time I've ever waited for a blood test. It's like gosh.... From 1130 till now... Almost 2.... 2 and a half hours for just taking blood samples? And bydaway... She's has not taken her blood yet. The number displayed on the screen was 4029 when she took her number, The current number is 4068 and my grandma's number is 4084.... WTH??!!! After so long I've waited.... its just amusing. This doesn't count testing the blood for results. It's just taking blood samples!!! Gawd!!! I still have to buy her lunch, fetch her home and rush back to see Snowpuff. It's just frustrating! I had to eat breakfast here and grandma too.... She ate only one miserable slice of dry tuna sandwich and I ate waffles. But the only consolation is, the waffles here are AWESOME!! The best so far of the number of waffles I've tasted. It's thick in what's inside and it smells so good!!!!

This friend of mine

Well.... Here's a funny story of this friend of mine. I'm not going to share out who he is BUT those who are close to both him and/or me will somehow figure out a you read your way down.

How should I start.... Hmm.... Firstly, friends to me is not just somebody out there who I greet them and wish them on their birthdays or just pretty know on the surface. I do not believe in best friends. However close friend is the one im going with.

Now back to this friend of mine. I can't recall how long have I known him... And yeah... It's a guy.... To me, time doesn't matter at all. The time frame friends know each other does not prove a thing at all. It's just how close you were during that short period of time.

He is special in his way. Who's not? God create every single being in his/her/it 's own way. None is identical to another. None is to posses the same personality and characters as another wholly. He is a friend which I think the most special one. In his own way of course. Not weird, odd or unusual, just special.

He is one of the person who fights with me a lot. We share some common and whole lot of difference! Its like mars meets earth. It's more like quarreling with him each and everytime a conversation begins. Why? Haha. I admit it's my fault of triggering his anger hormones to fill up his body an d almost made it burst all the time. I laugh it off but he will be a volcano that is about to explode! Well.... I don't really care. Coz I know that he might e an erupting volcano this minute and be okay the next. That's one of the quality that he posses without realizing.

I always catch his weakness. Rarely touch on his glorious side. But who don't? Tell me.... I do that to everyone. But this cute friend of mine is a lil to sensitive over things and too many weaknesses to overcome. Time after time I instill friendship in his thick skull telling him I'm telling you this because I care and I want you to change! Wouldn't it be fake if he acts like he don't mind your actions and your character in front of you and backstab you behind your back? I mean I will do that sometimes especially you are a person of no value to me or I barely know you as I have no rights to pass comments. Bro, you have to calm yourself down and listen more. You have to admit one thing. You've been pampered you're whole life and now.... Only now you are experiencing a bit of work at home. No big deal seriously. Everyone has been doing that for a long time and it's just a starting point for you. It's time for you to take the responsibility and show some love to you're family. They deserve it! There are times where obstacles popped out and you must face it yourself or at least try to encounter the problem before pushing it away to someone else and yes I'm talking about your parents. I know they'll do anything for you. They'll risk it all if they have to. But don't take for granted. They won't be here the rest of your life. They'll need you to take care of them at a point when they are weak and helpless. Ergo, no one is perfect. Even I can't do it by myself. Learn now when time is on your side. Feel the warmness of a smile on someone else's face rather a face of "what?? Again??" tell others, send out a message to the world saying " I can do it! I can do it myself and think of everyone else before me".

Another thing is, think! THINK!!! You're a grown man. A man of knowledge and perseverance. Think! Wisdom does not come by yes I know. But you'll have to try. As always, think. God gave us a remarkable mind that can solve from the simplest task to the most complicated one. You seriously have to listen, analyze which is think then only act. At many situations, at many times you failed to do something or even hurt others' feelings as you don't think before you act. I know it's not the same for everyone. But this is a matter of practice. You can do it. You will figure it out sometime. But I seriously hope you'll learn it before you step out of you're comfort zone. We're always here for you accepting your weaknesses bit of course tagged along with some criticism and laughter! But the world outside isn't always like this. It might get you backstab or even getting yourself fired. So whenever you are facing an obstacle, trouble, or even in a decent conversation, think. Think again and again. Its okay if you react slower but correct. No one is to be blamed by replying slow but all to curse if you replied wrongly.

This post isn't a post to brag how good I am or how excellent I am in advising others. It's just a random post about this friend of mine who I encounter so much that I so call "hate" him in The eyes of others. I dont hate him. If I do, I wouldn't even pass a single comment and leave the person as it is as it doesn't concerns me at all. You... YES YOU!!!! Break your tides and untie knots that you have with me and remind yourself, People who comment of you is because they cared not just to humiliate you or to criticize you!! Open up your eyes and look around. Not many close friends around. They're hard to come by. Treasure them. Complain lesser and appreciate more!=)