Give me a break!

Human...we often heard friends around raving and complaining on how busy they are, how much effort they put on something they felt it's worth doing so, and so on. Well, actually, do they hit a pause and think of why are they so into those stuff? What are they busy for? And why are they busying with it? And what are the main purposes of the word 'busying' goes on?

At times, I tend to get my life on the go and working so damn hard to keep myself as busy/hardworking as a bee. And right now, I've come to the point, I try hitting the break pedal, and questioning myself, what do I actually gain from all those activities that I've been busying for? In conclusion, I've been blindly busying for it, whenever an activity ends, I feel proud of achieving and done with it; but do I ever learn something from the particular activity? The answer is so clear where I would never answer a Yes to it. I never look into the activity, or should I say reviewing on the past events, but instead, we tend to carry on and on...until the day where we started to realize what we've been busying for is actually for a Nothing.

That is why the decision has came to my mind, well...don't be surprised, don't be freaked off, yes I'm gonna quit from my part-time job, resigning from the voluntary society that I've been joining, and concentrating purely on my study. The reason behind is, I really need a break! Break! Break, it provides me the rooms for further improvements, it allows me to review myself in enhancing my skills or personality, it gives me the spare time to spend with my family and my dearest, it gives me time to think of what I'm gonna do next. It sounds so wonderful with the word Break, isn't it?

Sounds funny? Not at all.
Well, I know some of you might disagree with my statement above, anyhow, you are welcome to leave any comments.


Jesyca will be right back, after the Break! =)

PS: Have a break, have a Kit-Kat

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Do you worth it?

Hi folks, another casual post from me again. I'm gonna blurt up my thinking about Friends. Well, I am convinced that each and everyone of us does need friends around, and we do enjoy being around with friends, am I right? Remember when we were young, how innocent and how cute of us who used to follow the culture input by the adults - we shake our hands when making friend with another before introducing. Sooner, this culture has been adopted by each of us, and we practice it every single time when we are meeting new friends.

As time flies, we started to learn from our mistakes, absorb the gist or the moral of our stupidity, and we try to avoid repeating the exact mistake again when we were put into the similar shoe. Or in short, our brain has begun to differentiate between true and false, black and white, and good or bad. The quote where we commonly shared among 'don't judge a book by its cover', well, I believe in this and I vow I am putting my best foot forward in implementing it on my routines. Whenever I meet up with someone or should I class him/her as stranger (at the first point), and my brain cells start working already - observation. No doubt, I am pretty sure that I am treating every friends of mine the exact way, no bias. (Probably I might be bias once a while, and sorry for that, no offense)

As a human, we own the ability to think wisely. After mixing with the bunch of friends for quite sometime, we are able to judge and do the classification by our own self, with or without sharing them out. However, in reality....nothing goes as perfect as you wished, things might be out of track, things might turn you down badly. Betraying, accusing, lies, back-stabbing and etc will soon be revealed out, and by the time you found it out, and peeling the lies in between as if layer by layer, it hurts you badly, ain't it? For me, yes, it will. At this point, if accusing has come to the picture, what am I gonna do next? Fight back? Explaining a millions of time? Remain silent? Let it be? Well, I will stick back to my own philosophy, if that particular friend (the accuser) worth it, never mind if I am to explain it either a millions or a thousands of time to make things crystal clear; if vice versa, then I will just remain silent and let it be, because he/she does not worth to be bothered at all!

I set it clear in my mind, I observed before I classify. (Please do not confuse yourself, I do not classify but I am observing when I first met with the new friend, I started classifying after mingle around for a certain period) 'A friend in need is a friend indeed' - means a true friend who comes to your aid when you're in difficulties. There are various types of friend, some are true and sincere friend, some are just exploiting, some are making fool of you, some are just good at crapping around, some are darnly good at 'acting', some are expertise in twisting facts around, some are purely for mixing around and so on... My advice is, be wise! The surface never reveal everything, everything.
PS: So peeps, what is your opinion or your own philosophy in making a friend?

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A letter to Daddy and Mummy

A letter dedicated to my parents. I am deeply sorry for my rebellant behavior.


Dear Daddy and Mummy,

When I was in Diploma
I promised,
I would study hard
I would not disappoint you
And yes, I did it!

Currently
I'm in my Degree Level
Similarly
I promised, again
I will study hard
I will never disappoint you

Daddy never ground me intentionally
Daddy never force me doing things which I don't want to
Daddy never give up on me, not even a second

Mummy's love is always the warmest
Mummy's care never ends
Mummy's heart is pounding for her kids

In Daddy and Mummy's heart, we (already an adult) always stay as a kid no matter how old we are. To them, we, as if we never grown up. They care, they nurture, and they concern us at every single moment. Their worries will never stop. At times, when we go further down, we tend to forget we still have our parents around us. Reflection, again Daddy reminded me of that. I've been putting too much effort on social networking, where I tend to neglected my studies and my family.

Well, my first tear rolled down, for the sake of I deeply love my Daddy and Mummy. When my second tear rolled down, I recalled how bad things turned out when I neglected them, for not accompanying them during the weekends and the only family day which normally falls on the Sunday. My tears burst out after I hugged Daddy for his heart-to-heart talk with me. Thank you for everything. Thank you for reminiscing me for the valued things which I have been holding on my palms - my family, my siblings, and my love.

I love you so!

Always Daddy and Mummy's girl,

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