By George W. Burns.
Sometimes it can be lonely, if you are a mouse who lives in a hole in a wall in the corner of a house all by yourself. Maybe it can be lonely even if others live in the house with you.
There were times Fred Mouse enjoyed being alone, especially when he had a plateful of toasted cheese sandwiches all by himself. But sometimes, Fred Mouse thought he might like to have a friend whom he could play. Deep in these thoughts one day, he wandered out of his house and down the road to the bay, where he sat alone at the end of the jetty looking at the rippling water. He hadn't been there long before Sleek-Fin popped his dolphin head out of the water, rolled on his side, and looked at Fred with one big, glassy eye. "Hi, Fred," he said with a smile on his face. "What are you doing sitting on the jetty?"
I was just wondering how to find some friends to play with," replied Fred.
"You can always play with me," said Sleek-Fin.
"How?" asked Fred. "We are so different. You are a dolphin and I am a mouse. You live in the water and I live on the land.
"Oh," said Sleek-Fin, seeming a little sad at first. Then, brightening up, he added, "Maybe there is a way we could make it work. If you sat on my back near my fin I could take you for a ride without ducking under water and getting you wet...well, without getting you too wet...maybe." As Fred laughed and enjoyed his ride on Sleek-Fin's back, he thought this was one fun way to
make friends-doing something that both of you can enjoy together.
Almost as if reading his mind, Sleek-Fin said, "I've been thinking about it, too. You know there are a couple of things that you need to avoid if you want to make friends." You see Leaper out there?" he asked, pointing with his nose out toward the sea. Fred had already seen Leaper riding the waves, standing up almost vertically on his tail as he finned his way down. He watched as Leaper caught the next wave and did a backward somersault over the top of it. Sleek-Fin said, "It doesn't help to show off. Leaper doesn't have many friends because he thinks he is so much better than everyone else. But then, it doesn't help to be too shy either. There's another dolphin in our pod, Shy-Swimmer, who you won't see out there showing off like Leaper. He always swims back and waits for others to approach him, and he doesn't have many friends, either."
Fred begin to wonder: If there were things you needed to avoid, what could you do to build more friendships? He remembered that when Sleek-Fin had come up to him earlier at the jetty, smiled, looked him in the eye, and asked about how he was feeling, it had felt good. Maybe it helps to be interested in the other person, thought Fred, to ask how they are feeling and thinking. When Sleek-Fin did, Fred had felt special. So what could Fred do to help Sleek-Fin feel special, too?
He couldn't invite him to visit. There was no way a dolphin could make it across land to Fred's home, let alone squeeze through the tiny little hole in the wall in the corner of the house, was there? If Sleek-fin could have done that, Fred thought that might have shown Sleek-Fin he really liked him. Maybe Fred could help Sleek-Fin feel special by telling him things that Fred liked about him.
"It was nice that you took an interest in me when I was sitting by myself on that jetty," said Fred.
"That's fine," said Sleek-Fin."What are friends for? Friends are the people who are willing to stand by you at times when you are happy and joyful as well as the times when you feel sad or lonely."
"Not only that," said Fred, "you are very thoughtful and considerate. When we were out swimming you took so much care not to get me wet. You never forgot I was on your back and never dived under the water."
"Thanks," said Sleek-Fin, accepting Fred's compliment.
Fred was taken by surprise. He had been taught to be modest,and he might have denied it if someone had given him a compliment, saying something like, "I'm not really," or "Obviously, you don't know me well." Yet he felt good when Sleek-Fin accepted his compliment and it appeared that Sleek-Fin felt good, too.
Just then, Fred noticed something. "Did you know you have a bit of seaweed stuck in your blowhole?" asked Fred. he wondered why he hadn't seen it while they had been out swimming.
"Yes," replied Sleek-Fin, "I have been trying to get rid of it got days. i have blown and I have coughed but that didn't shift it, and without my arms I haven't been able to reach up and pick it out."
"Let me help," said Fred. So, as Sleek-Fin blew, Fred used his tiny little paws to pull the seaweed out of Sleek-Fin's blowhole.
"You were right earlier when you said we were different," commented Sleek-Fin. "I can swim and you can't, but I can take you for a ride if we are friends."
"And I can use my paws to clear seaweed from your blowhole if we are friends," added Fred.
After that, Fred always knew that when he was sitting alone in his house and wanted company all he had to do was to take a walk down to the jetty on the bay. It wouldn't take long before his friend would turn up, looking at him caringly, smiling gently, and talking about the things they cared about in each other. They were very different, but it didn't matter so much what the differences were so long as they could share the things they had in common. A dolphin and a mouse!
"A strange relationship," said Sleek-Fin.
"And a great friendship," added Fred.
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Hidden intentions.
What are words if you really don't mean them when you say them?
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Tuesday, October 18, 2011
S H I T H A P P E N S .
My definition of itch has changed tremendously over a very short time period.
Just 3 weeks back, a normal mosquito bite, would make me scratch already.
3 weeks later, give me a hundred mosquito bites, I can tell you I dont feel anything.
Cuz what I am experiencing now is far worst than that. I'd prolly develop some sort of immunity against normal itch already. The type of itch I am having right now is beyond explicable.
I am getting them 24/7, over the past 3 weeks. I can't sleep well. I often wake up to find myself struggling to prevent myself from scratching. But sometimes. I.CANT.STOP.MYSELF.
***
What i say may, or may not reflect what i feel.
And it is even more frustrating when you finally reach the last stage, when it feels like winning a million dollar lottery, to find yourself waking up in the middle of the night, having to repeat the whole freaking process all over again!
I need sleeping pills.
Ok, now that being said. Sometimes, I find myself wondering(prolly during one of those banguntengahmalam 4am period) about people who think they know everything.
For example, when I say, "I am O.K."
Does that really tell you that I am ok? Have you ever wondered otherwise?
You think you understood everything about me.
Really?
"A little bit la.." "No, not pain anymore."
And people tend to generalize these and make general mental conclusions that will stick there in their heads.
How do you know that I am telling the truth?
Some times, things are better left unsaid than said. Cuz when you say them out there, it become exposed to vulnerability.
And some times, it is tough to act strong. But what options do you have? When you have been this way for your life?
A lot of people judge things based on what they know, what is being told to them. And they jump into conclusion without making any further analysis or evaluation of a situation. People take short cuts. Who dont like short cuts anyway? So I'm not saying that this is something wrong, o bad. We are all humans. And it is only normal that we are doing all these things. But sometimes people can be so carried away in their own world, they tend to miss out on important clues, other vitals pieces of puzzles that will certainly assist them in coming out with a conclusion that makes more sense in real, real life situations.
***
Just 3 weeks back, a normal mosquito bite, would make me scratch already.
3 weeks later, give me a hundred mosquito bites, I can tell you I dont feel anything.
Cuz what I am experiencing now is far worst than that. I'd prolly develop some sort of immunity against normal itch already. The type of itch I am having right now is beyond explicable.
I am getting them 24/7, over the past 3 weeks. I can't sleep well. I often wake up to find myself struggling to prevent myself from scratching. But sometimes. I.CANT.STOP.MYSELF.
***
What i say may, or may not reflect what i feel.
You know the feeling when you wake up, feeling all drowsy for that good initial 3mins? That's the best time to quickly get yourself back to sleep. You miss that first 3mins, then you become like the night owl. Your eyes dont seem to want to close anymore.
Then you spend another few minutes to an hour or so, thinking... about a lot of things. Wondering... why shit happens? for no reason? or just observing your surrounding, and then you get so frustrated about yourself when you see your sister sleeping so well beside you. And there you are struggling to go back to sleep again, with your itch, at 4am in the morning. Repeating the whole process all over again.
Scratch-Struggle-Scratch-Struggle-Scratch-Struggle(x 100?)-Sleep.
How frustrating is that??
Then you spend another few minutes to an hour or so, thinking... about a lot of things. Wondering... why shit happens? for no reason? or just observing your surrounding, and then you get so frustrated about yourself when you see your sister sleeping so well beside you. And there you are struggling to go back to sleep again, with your itch, at 4am in the morning. Repeating the whole process all over again.
Scratch-Struggle-Scratch-Struggle-Scratch-Struggle(x 100?)-Sleep.
How frustrating is that??
And it is even more frustrating when you finally reach the last stage, when it feels like winning a million dollar lottery, to find yourself waking up in the middle of the night, having to repeat the whole freaking process all over again!
Scratch-Struggle-Scratch-Struggle-Scratch-Struggle(x 100?)-Sleep.
Scratch-Struggle-Scratch-Struggle-Scratch-Struggle(x 100?)-Sleep.
Scratch-Struggle-Scratch-Struggle-Scratch-Struggle(x 100?)-Sleep.
Scratch-Struggle-Scratch-Struggle-Scratch-Struggle(x 100?)-Sleep.
Scratch-Struggle-Scratch-Struggle-Scratch-Struggle(x 100?)-Sleep.
Scratch-Struggle-Scratch-Struggle-Scratch-Struggle(x 100?)-Sleep.
Scratch-Struggle-Scratch-Struggle-Scratch-Struggle(x 100?)-Sleep.
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Scratch-Struggle-Scratch-Struggle-Scratch-Struggle(x 100?)-Sleep.
Ok, now that being said. Sometimes, I find myself wondering(prolly during one of those banguntengahmalam 4am period) about people who think they know everything.
For example, when I say, "I am O.K."
Does that really tell you that I am ok? Have you ever wondered otherwise?
You think you understood everything about me.
Really?
"A little bit la.." "No, not pain anymore."
And people tend to generalize these and make general mental conclusions that will stick there in their heads.
How do you know that I am telling the truth?
Some times, things are better left unsaid than said. Cuz when you say them out there, it become exposed to vulnerability.
And some times, it is tough to act strong. But what options do you have? When you have been this way for your life?
A lot of people judge things based on what they know, what is being told to them. And they jump into conclusion without making any further analysis or evaluation of a situation. People take short cuts. Who dont like short cuts anyway? So I'm not saying that this is something wrong, o bad. We are all humans. And it is only normal that we are doing all these things. But sometimes people can be so carried away in their own world, they tend to miss out on important clues, other vitals pieces of puzzles that will certainly assist them in coming out with a conclusion that makes more sense in real, real life situations.
***
For those of you who are still wondering out there, I have seen 2 doctors, a GP and a skin specialist, twice respectively, but both cant tell what's wrong with me. I have just seen another doctor in Ipoh yesterday; a skin specialist as well. Um, he seemed to know what he is doing. So, keep my fingers crossed. I'm currently on medication. I'm on sick leave till the 31st. Been missing my Finals, maybe Mid-terms as well as my classes. Well, I just want to get better. Leave the rest to be worried about when I recover. If I recover.
And thank you all for your encouraging messages on Facebook. I got all of them. And am happy that I have so many people who cared about me. :)
And thank you all for your encouraging messages on Facebook. I got all of them. And am happy that I have so many people who cared about me. :)
Monday, October 3, 2011
I do the only thing I know how.
The hotline was right in front of my eyes. I actually dont have to take up such a long time thinking. But it's Jennifer you're talking bout, nothing i will do without giving at least a few years of thought into it. Haha. Just kidding. But yea, that's me.
You cant ignore all the danger signals being sent out from your brain. They're natural reflexes. All the "what ifs" start coming into your head. What if I'm asked to go all the way to the office to make a report personally? What if they want all my details? What if the driver found out it was I who made the report? What if I have to go through all the trouble just to voice my dissatisfaction? I only want to voice my discomfort, and action to be taken against the driver. That's all. Nothing else. I dont want to deal with anymore trouble. What if... and the thinking goes on and on and on.
I have encountered a few times where people just dont seem to be bothered about my opinion. I think i was denied too many times, that i am conditioned to just accept it. I gave up trying to stand up for myself... Nothing I say matter anyway.. Alamak, terpesong. Ok, back to my point.
And then I decided. The hotline is there for a reason.
So I made the decision to try. I sent a text message which read like this (having the least hope for any action to be taken):
"Saya penumpang bas K********* dari Simpang-Kuala Lumpur, pukul 3.10pm, tarikh 2 Oktober 2011. Sy ingin buat aduan tentang pemandu bas India yang merokok semasa pandu bas (sehingga mesej ini dihantar, driver telah merokok sebanyak 3 kali). Papan tanda "Dilarang Merokok" jelas tertera di hadapan bas, tetapi pemandu bas masih berkelakuan demikian. Pemandu juga memotong kenderaan lain dengan merbahaya dari bahagian kiri bahu jalan. Diharap pihak berkuasa mengambil tindakan tegas supaya keadaan ini tidak berterusan."
*Sent*
Just a few minutes after that, there's a message coming in. Thought it would be one of my friends, tengok tengok, I got a reply from the hotline:
"Aduan diterima..driver tersebut akan dikenakan tindakan..tq."
And right after that, the driver (who've just ended a very long call with someone) received another call. From the tone of his voice, I can be 120% sure that it was from the person whom I complained to.
Sure enough, he stopped smoking in the bus after that. As we are approaching the Duta toll, one aunty came and asked the driver to stop right after the toll as her son is waiting. The driver said no but the aunty didnt give up. She kept asking and the driver very rudely responded, "TAKDA. TAK BOLEH TURUN SINI. NANTI ADA ORANG HANTAR SMS COMPLAIN. TADI SUDAH ADA ORANG COMPLAIN. U TAK PUAS HATI MAU COMPLAIN U PERGI COMPLAIN LA. NANTI KALAU KENA SAMAN 600RINGGIT TAU."
Now I feel bad for that lady. @.@ But I dont regret my decision.
Come on man. How stupid can a person be to smoke in an air-conditioned vehicle?? Such an idiot. Just imagine the suffocation my sister and I and the rest of the passengers had to go through that day.
The driver continued talking on the phone after that. His mood was affected so much that he lost his patience and honked at the bus in front as we were entering the Pudu bus terminal.
I hope he gets fired and never get a job for the rest of his life and the life after.
Just kidding! xP
You cant ignore all the danger signals being sent out from your brain. They're natural reflexes. All the "what ifs" start coming into your head. What if I'm asked to go all the way to the office to make a report personally? What if they want all my details? What if the driver found out it was I who made the report? What if I have to go through all the trouble just to voice my dissatisfaction? I only want to voice my discomfort, and action to be taken against the driver. That's all. Nothing else. I dont want to deal with anymore trouble. What if... and the thinking goes on and on and on.
I have encountered a few times where people just dont seem to be bothered about my opinion. I think i was denied too many times, that i am conditioned to just accept it. I gave up trying to stand up for myself... Nothing I say matter anyway.. Alamak, terpesong. Ok, back to my point.
And then I decided. The hotline is there for a reason.
So I made the decision to try. I sent a text message which read like this (having the least hope for any action to be taken):
"Saya penumpang bas K********* dari Simpang-Kuala Lumpur, pukul 3.10pm, tarikh 2 Oktober 2011. Sy ingin buat aduan tentang pemandu bas India yang merokok semasa pandu bas (sehingga mesej ini dihantar, driver telah merokok sebanyak 3 kali). Papan tanda "Dilarang Merokok" jelas tertera di hadapan bas, tetapi pemandu bas masih berkelakuan demikian. Pemandu juga memotong kenderaan lain dengan merbahaya dari bahagian kiri bahu jalan. Diharap pihak berkuasa mengambil tindakan tegas supaya keadaan ini tidak berterusan."
*Sent*
Just a few minutes after that, there's a message coming in. Thought it would be one of my friends, tengok tengok, I got a reply from the hotline:
"Aduan diterima..driver tersebut akan dikenakan tindakan..tq."
And right after that, the driver (who've just ended a very long call with someone) received another call. From the tone of his voice, I can be 120% sure that it was from the person whom I complained to.
Sure enough, he stopped smoking in the bus after that. As we are approaching the Duta toll, one aunty came and asked the driver to stop right after the toll as her son is waiting. The driver said no but the aunty didnt give up. She kept asking and the driver very rudely responded, "TAKDA. TAK BOLEH TURUN SINI. NANTI ADA ORANG HANTAR SMS COMPLAIN. TADI SUDAH ADA ORANG COMPLAIN. U TAK PUAS HATI MAU COMPLAIN U PERGI COMPLAIN LA. NANTI KALAU KENA SAMAN 600RINGGIT TAU."
Now I feel bad for that lady. @.@ But I dont regret my decision.
Come on man. How stupid can a person be to smoke in an air-conditioned vehicle?? Such an idiot. Just imagine the suffocation my sister and I and the rest of the passengers had to go through that day.
The driver continued talking on the phone after that. His mood was affected so much that he lost his patience and honked at the bus in front as we were entering the Pudu bus terminal.
I hope he gets fired and never get a job for the rest of his life and the life after.
Just kidding! xP
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Forgiveness
There are people in your life who've come and gone,
They let you down and hurt your pride,
Put it all behind you, as life goes on,
If you keep carrying that anger, it'll eat you inside.
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Friday, July 22, 2011
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Daily Questions You Need To Ask Yourself. =)
Questions:
- What do I want to accomplish today?
- What is the most important thing I need to do today? (Do it first!)
- Is this the best use of my time right now?
- What am I trying to accomplish right now?
- What can I cross off my list by deleting or delegating? What is not important?
- What can I do right now to take the next leap instead of the next step?
- Who can I learn from today?
- Who can I thank today?
- What am I grateful for?
- How can I eliminate distractions right now?
- What are my top 3 current goals?
- What is most important to me in life?
- If the my world was going to end within one year, what would I be doing right now?
- What will I do today towards my major goals?
- What action can I take instead of worry right now?
- Who should I thank today?
- Who needs some love today?
- How can I be a kinder person today?
- How can I have more compassion today?
- What can I do right now to release negative energy in a positive way?
- What can I do to let go of my anger?
- How can I put worry on hold right now?
- How can I choose happiness right now?
- What can I do to slow down today?
- What am I learning right now?
- What beneficial routines can I start today?
- What will I do, see, explore, or experience today that is new?
- How and with whom can I partner today to make 1+1=3?
- How can I be more compassionate today?
- What will I celebrate today?
- Where did I find Joy today?
- What did I learn today?
- How will I “pay it forward” today?
- How will I make today great? How do I define great?
- What can I stop holding/clinging to help me break free?
- How can I let go with peace?
- Who can I help today?
- How can I add Peace to the world today?
- What’s the most powerful thing I can do right now, today to increase my business?
- What have I been avoiding that I can do today?
That's quite a number of questions but it helps you to just pause, and ponder upon some things and reflect on your life. :)
Good exercise? I hope so.
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