Im in a long distance relationship and sometimes quotes helps me get through by the day where we are far apart. This are some of the quotes I love best and some made by me. I hope you find it in your heart to face the aching feeling inside being away from those you love and patience in waiting for the days you might be reunited again. God Bless Our Relationships.
1. Distance means so little when someone mean so much.
2. Those hopes of seeing you again one day help me stay strong during these days of loneliness without you.
3. We may be an ocean apart but in my heart you will never be that far.
4. Far in sight but near at heart.
5. No todays can bring me down because the moments we shared yesterdays make me believe that waiting for the tomorrows is worth it because one of the tomorrows, i will see you again.
6. You+I >distance
7. Whenever I want you all I have to do is dream.
8. I dont care how far or how long we are apart. I will always love you.
9. Being apart will just make me love you more because everyday i miss you.
10. No boy is worth my time except you.
11. Sometimes I cant sms you,call or even know where you are,what are you doing and etc. But its enough for me to know that you love me and you will come back to me some day..
So far,most of this quotes are my own. I just love it cuz it reminds me of him.
Being far with the one we love is hard but I just love him too much to even care about the distance. I am happy with his love. =)
You Are Not Alone
By:Shannon Lojingon
Monday, 29 July 2013
Sunday, 7 July 2013
Little Girl
Little girl,
Soon you'll be a young lady with new responsibility, new challenges and new way of thinking. You wont be that little girl anymore who used to think that life is a fairytale. You should know by now that life is so much more than pretty faces and prince charming. Not everything has a happy ending and good doesn't always win over bad.
Little girl,
You must be ready for things that are about to happen. You cant fully depend on your parents nor your siblings anymore. You have to stand up on your own and be firm on you ground.You have to realize that people will come and go and some may break your heart. But do not be discourage to enter womanhood because without the obstacles, there wont be that satisfying joy of overcoming it nor the appreciation towards the things that we have. You do know right that only the hottest fire can make the finest sword.
Little girl,
Life is indeed a bed of roses. It is decorated with the beauty of challenges. Do not give up when life becomes a little rough. God will never give us anything that we cant overcome, So,hold your head up high and embrace the additional years of your age gracefully. I know that the little girl inside you is scared but do not worry. The young woman that you are about to become will be strong. Believe in yourself even though the wind of doubt may blow in your heart. Do not let the words of the others let you down or change who you really are in heart. After all, you are the masters of yourself. Steer your life well with strong faith, honesty and bravery. Even if life is at the peak of hardship, do not sway from what you believe. Change for better and not for any lesser.
Just know that I believe in you little girl. That you will make the right decision even if you have made many mistakes. Love well and never hate. Because a seed of hatred will turn into a tree of grudge. Always be happy and accept who you are because you are special in every ways.
Soon you'll be a young lady with new responsibility, new challenges and new way of thinking. You wont be that little girl anymore who used to think that life is a fairytale. You should know by now that life is so much more than pretty faces and prince charming. Not everything has a happy ending and good doesn't always win over bad.
Little girl,
You must be ready for things that are about to happen. You cant fully depend on your parents nor your siblings anymore. You have to stand up on your own and be firm on you ground.You have to realize that people will come and go and some may break your heart. But do not be discourage to enter womanhood because without the obstacles, there wont be that satisfying joy of overcoming it nor the appreciation towards the things that we have. You do know right that only the hottest fire can make the finest sword.
Little girl,
Life is indeed a bed of roses. It is decorated with the beauty of challenges. Do not give up when life becomes a little rough. God will never give us anything that we cant overcome, So,hold your head up high and embrace the additional years of your age gracefully. I know that the little girl inside you is scared but do not worry. The young woman that you are about to become will be strong. Believe in yourself even though the wind of doubt may blow in your heart. Do not let the words of the others let you down or change who you really are in heart. After all, you are the masters of yourself. Steer your life well with strong faith, honesty and bravery. Even if life is at the peak of hardship, do not sway from what you believe. Change for better and not for any lesser.
Just know that I believe in you little girl. That you will make the right decision even if you have made many mistakes. Love well and never hate. Because a seed of hatred will turn into a tree of grudge. Always be happy and accept who you are because you are special in every ways.
Wednesday, 27 March 2013
My dear mother
My mum is a strict yet loving naughty sometimes childish mum and loves to make jokes. Our favourite activity together would be sitting in the kitchen gossiping or just sharing thoughts and her advising me and I giving my opinion. Those moments are where I felt closest to her as I share with her the things that is happening in my life. You see, my mum is my infinity super bestfriend. She is my human angel together with my dad of course and she is also sometimes my partner in arguing. I must say, we don't always agree with each other. She will occasionally scold me and I will of course sometimes ((or always..heheh) doesn't listen to her. Yeah,our relationship is not perfect but that only made it the most beautiful relationship I ever had. I belive true love exist because my mum showed me it does. I really love my mum. Even when I have let her down to the deepest dissapoinment, she just never stop loving me. Thank you so much my dear yama.. You will always be the VVIP in my heart. All the things that i've done which hurt you,I never stop regretting it and im really really sorry..Now, I am so far from you but you see..I just never stop thinking about you..I will come home soon so just wait for me k..and dont you worry about me..Im a big girl..I can take care of myself..Just take care of yourself and yapa k..Missing you with all my heart..
p/s- i love you ma..
p/s- i love you ma..
Sunday, 3 March 2013
Appreciate
We should appreciate our loved ones such as
our family and friends.They are the one that will stay with us no matter in
sickness or in health,in happiness or in sadness.. Appreciate our moments with
them with love. We should never say something that we don’t mean and hurt their
feelings cuz it might be our last moment with them.We may never know when
is our last time spend with them. They can be taken a way from us at any time.and
like we all knw. People always start to appreciate their loved ones only when
they are no longer alive cuz by that time only they realize how much they have
sacrificed for us and we never had the
chance to say sorry. As for me, I have experience how it feels to regret what you said. I have a friend once who always tease me and make me smile. However,one friday morning,I was in a bad mood. He was saying hye to me in such a cheerful way but i just shrugged and told him to go away. Then,2 days after that I read in the news that he died in an accident. Suddenly the friday morning incident flashed back to me. I regretted saying what I said. That was my last moment with him and I told him to go away. I regretted it and now I try my best to be nice to everyone eventhough they were bad to me. Some people advised me not to be too nice or change the way I act towards other people. Im being too easy but you see..I dont want to regret anymore. Its been years since my friend pass away but I never forgot it. So,be nice to others.especially your loved ones. Tears cried on grave is words left unsaid and deeds left undone. So,I include a video about a girl who didnt appreciate at first. See if it makes you cry.
Saturday, 2 March 2013
I never knew
Deep inside I never knew,the feeling that you held within for me. I smile freely to you like I did to everyone,I never knew u think of the other way..I'm so sorry that I have to sent you to the depths of despair as I rejected the love you that want to give..seriously I know,it is not a sin to fall in love..However,it would be a great lie if I say I feel the same..truthfully,I have no feelings at all for you..what I have for you is just respect. So, throw away all those false hope and dreams because it would never come true..My heart belong to me and my family only..I am not ready to give it yet..So,move on and live freely..What you felt was never meant to be..However, I thank you for your care,concern and guidance in the short months I have come to know you..Do let it stop there.Retarded and unbosoming..So long and take care..
Friday, 1 March 2013
Being ME
Far across the distance..away from home..Away from family..It took great courage in making decision who you chose to be and how you want to live your life. As for me,I have always been fond of travelling but due to some circumstances, I was not able to fulfill my desire. However,as years pass by and I grow up more and more, I came to a decision I never thought I'll take. I join a seafarer career. A world dominated by male.
It was not an easy decision. Many times when I was all alone, I'll think of it deeply. Despite negative comments thrown to me about the disadvantage of a seafarer's life, I took the chances and enroll in Malaysia Maritime Academy. I spent a year learning the basic things before I nervously+excitedly enter my second year which means I'll be going on board of a ship.
Palms sweating and heart pounding,I climb the accomodation ladder of Bunga Kelana 10. Owh,what a big ship she is to me. New faces with different nationality greeted me. I am in confusion,not knowing what to do or what to say.I just smile and smile to everyone I saw. However, luck smile to me. There is one familiar face and that would be my batchmate Chai.
Now,being 3 months old on board, went to few other country I must say there are times when I question my decision. When Im in my highest doubt and lowest confident level,I will come to say 'why am I here'?.However,as a fresh day start by, I try to be always in the shore of positivenes.I'll survive and surpass because I know I can do it.
A seafarer is not all about the ports,the money or the pleasure. It is the combination of great opportunity and sacrifices. Dealing with homesickness,seasickness,loneliness and discrimination. Some people will look at you through the colours of your skin and not the real you. Some will backstab you from the back and some will mistaken your smile for something else.Its hard to be a female seafarer if you don't how to deal with the problems. However,though plenty things can diminished one's dream of becoming a seafarer, not all are bad this career.
Think about the knowledge gained, experienced obtained, met new and exciting culture, visit foreign country, people that we come across and many more things. Just looking at the sky during open sea and see thousands of stars, I know I am where I should be. I may always will be missing in a school reunion, family gathering, welcoming new family members and having less social life, I am content to be a female seafarer.
So, to my dear family and friends who I leave behind,there is not a moment passed where I don't think about home. However, despite my absent in every occasion back at home,note that I am somewhere praying and thinking about everyone.
p/s-I might as well share this poem called THE SEAFARER.
It was not an easy decision. Many times when I was all alone, I'll think of it deeply. Despite negative comments thrown to me about the disadvantage of a seafarer's life, I took the chances and enroll in Malaysia Maritime Academy. I spent a year learning the basic things before I nervously+excitedly enter my second year which means I'll be going on board of a ship.
Palms sweating and heart pounding,I climb the accomodation ladder of Bunga Kelana 10. Owh,what a big ship she is to me. New faces with different nationality greeted me. I am in confusion,not knowing what to do or what to say.I just smile and smile to everyone I saw. However, luck smile to me. There is one familiar face and that would be my batchmate Chai.
Now,being 3 months old on board, went to few other country I must say there are times when I question my decision. When Im in my highest doubt and lowest confident level,I will come to say 'why am I here'?.However,as a fresh day start by, I try to be always in the shore of positivenes.I'll survive and surpass because I know I can do it.
A seafarer is not all about the ports,the money or the pleasure. It is the combination of great opportunity and sacrifices. Dealing with homesickness,seasickness,loneliness and discrimination. Some people will look at you through the colours of your skin and not the real you. Some will backstab you from the back and some will mistaken your smile for something else.Its hard to be a female seafarer if you don't how to deal with the problems. However,though plenty things can diminished one's dream of becoming a seafarer, not all are bad this career.
Think about the knowledge gained, experienced obtained, met new and exciting culture, visit foreign country, people that we come across and many more things. Just looking at the sky during open sea and see thousands of stars, I know I am where I should be. I may always will be missing in a school reunion, family gathering, welcoming new family members and having less social life, I am content to be a female seafarer.
So, to my dear family and friends who I leave behind,there is not a moment passed where I don't think about home. However, despite my absent in every occasion back at home,note that I am somewhere praying and thinking about everyone.
p/s-I might as well share this poem called THE SEAFARER.
Mæg ic be me sylfum | I can make a true song | |
soðgied wrecan, | about me myself, | |
siþas secgan, | tell my travels, | |
hu ic geswincdagum | how I often endured | |
earfoðhwile | days of struggle, | |
oft þrowade, | troublesome times, | |
4a | bitre breostceare | [how I] have suffered |
gebiden hæbbe, | grim sorrow at heart, | |
gecunnad in ceole | have known in the ship | |
cearselda fela, | many worries [abodes of care], | |
atol yþa gewealc, | the terrible tossing of the waves, | |
þær mec oft bigeat | where the anxious night watch | |
nearo nihtwaco | often took me | |
æt nacan stefnan, | at the ship's prow, | |
8a | þonne he be clifum cnossað. | when it tossed near the cliffs. |
Calde geþrungen | Fettered by cold | |
wæron mine fet, | were my feet, | |
forste gebunden | bound by frost | |
caldum clommum, | in cold clasps, | |
þær þa ceare seofedun | where then cares seethed | |
hat ymb heortan; | hot about my heart -- | |
hungor innan slat | a hunger tears from within | |
12a | merewerges mod. | the sea-weary soul. |
Þæt se mon ne wat | This the man does not know | |
þe him on foldan | for whom on land | |
fægrost limpeð, | it turns out most favourably, | |
hu ic earmcearig | how I, wretched and sorrowful, | |
iscealdne sæ | on the ice-cold sea | |
winter wunade | dwelt for a winter | |
wræccan lastum, | in the paths of exile, | |
16a | winemægum bidroren, | bereft of friendly kinsmen, |
bihongen hrimgicelum; | hung about with icicles; | |
hægl scurum fleag. | hail flew in showers. | |
þær ic ne gehyrde | There I heard nothing | |
butan hlimman sæ, | but the roaring sea, | |
iscaldne wæg. | the ice-cold wave. | |
Hwilum ylfete song | At times the swan's song | |
20a | dyde ic me to gomene, | I took to myself as pleasure, |
ganotes hleoþor | the gannet's noise | |
ond huilpan sweg | and the voice of the curlew | |
fore hleahtor wera, | instead of the laughter of men, | |
mæw singende | the singing gull | |
fore medodrince. | instead of the drinking of mead. | |
Stormas þær stanclifu beotan, | Storms there beat the stony cliffs, | |
þær him stearn oncwæð, | where the tern spoke, | |
24a | isigfeþera; | icy-feathered; |
ful oft þæt earn bigeal, | always the eagle cried at it, | |
urigfeþra; | dewy-feathered; | |
nænig hleomæga | no cheerful kinsmen | |
feasceaftig ferð | can comfort | |
frefran meahte. | the poor soul. | |
Forþon him gelyfeð lyt, | Indeed he credits it little, | |
se þe ah lifes wyn | the one who has the joys of life, | |
28a | gebiden in burgum, | dwells in the city, |
bealosiþa hwon, | far from terrible journey, | |
wlonc ond wingal, | proud and wanton with wine, | |
hu ic werig oft | how I, weary, often | |
in brimlade | have had to endure | |
bidan sceolde. | in the sea-paths. | |
Nap nihtscua, | The shadows of night darkened, | |
norþan sniwde, | it snowed from the north, | |
32a | hrim hrusan bond, | frost bound the ground, |
hægl feol on eorþan, | hail fell on the earth, | |
corna caldast. | coldest of grains. | |
Forþon cnyssað nu | Indeed, now they are troubled, | |
heortan geþohtas | the thoughts of my heart, | |
þæt ic hean streamas, | that I myself should strive with | |
sealtyþa gelac | the high streams, | |
sylf cunnige -- | the tossing of salt waves -- | |
36a | monað modes lust | the wish of my heart urges |
mæla gehwylce | all the time | |
ferð to feran, | my spirit to go forth, | |
þæt ic feor heonan | that I, far from here, | |
elþeodigra | should seek the homeland | |
eard gesece -- | of a foreign people -- | |
Forþon nis þæs modwlonc | Indeed there is not so proud-spirited | |
mon ofer eorþan, | a man in the world, | |
40a | ne his gifena þæs god, | nor so generous of gifts, |
ne in geoguþe to þæs hwæt, | nor so bold in his youth, | |
ne in his dædum to þæs deor, | nor so brave in his deeds, | |
ne him his dryhten to þæs hold, | nor so dear to his lord, | |
þæt he a his sæfore | that he never in his seafaring | |
sorge næbbe, | has a worry, | |
to hwon hine Dryhten | as to what his Lord | |
gedon wille. | will do to him. | |
44a | Ne biþ him to hearpan hyge | Not for him is the sound of the harp |
ne to hringþege | nor the giving of rings | |
ne to wife wyn | nor pleasure in woman | |
ne to worulde hyht | nor worldly glory -- | |
ne ymbe owiht elles | nor anything at all | |
nefne ymb yða gewealc; | unless the tossing of waves; | |
ac a hafað longunge | but he always has a longing, | |
se þe on lagu fundað. | he who strives on the waves. | |
48a | Bearwas blostmum nimað, | Groves take on blossoms, |
byrig fægriað, | the cities grow fair, | |
wongas wlitigað, | the fields are comely, | |
woruld onetteð: | the world seems new: | |
ealle þa gemoniað | all these things urge on | |
modes fusne | the eager of spirit, | |
sefan to siþe | the mind to travel, | |
þam þe swa þenceð | in one who so thinks | |
52a | on flodwegas | to travel far |
feor gewitan. | on the paths of the sea. | |
Swylce geac monað | So the cuckoo warns | |
geomran reorde; | with a sad voice; | |
singeð sumeres weard, | the guardian of summer sings, | |
sorge beodeð | bodes a sorrow | |
bitter in breosthord. | grievous in the soul. | |
Þæt se beorn ne wat, | This the man does not know, | |
56a | sefteadig secg, | the warrior lucky in worldly things |
hwæt þa sume dreogað | what some endure then, | |
þe þa wræclastas | those who tread most widely | |
widost lecgað. | the paths of exile. | |
Forþon nu min hyge hweorfeð | And now my spirit twists | |
ofer hreþerlocan, | out of my breast, | |
min modsefa | my spirit | |
mid mereflode, | out in the waterways, | |
60a | ofer hwæles eþel | over the whale's path |
hweorfeð wide, | it soars widely | |
eorþan sceatas -- | through all the corners of the world -- | |
cymeð eft to me | it comes back to me | |
gifre ond grædig; | eager and unsated; | |
gielleð anfloga, | the lone-flier screams, | |
hweteð on hwælweg | urges onto the whale-road | |
hreþer unwearnum | the unresisting heart | |
64a | ofer holma gelagu. | across the waves of the sea. |
Forþon me hatran sind | Indeed hotter for me are | |
Dryhtnes dreamas | the joys of the Lord | |
þonne þis deade lif | than this dead life | |
læne on londe. | fleeting on the land. | |
Ic gelyfe no | I do not believe | |
þæt him eorðwelan | that the riches of the world | |
ece stondað. | will stand forever. | |
68a | Simle þreora sum | Always and invariably, |
þinga gehwylce | one of three things | |
ær his tiddege | will turn to uncertainty | |
to tweon weorþeð: | before his fated hour: | |
adl oþþe yldo | disease, or old age, | |
oþþe ecghete | or the sword's hatred | |
fægum fromweardum | will tear out the life | |
feorh oðþringeð. | from those doomed to die. | |
72a | Forþon biþ eorla gehwam | And so it is for each man |
æftercweþendra | the praise of the living, | |
lof lifgendra | of those who speak afterwards, | |
lastworda betst, | that is the best epitaph, | |
þæt he gewyrce, | that he should work | |
ær he on weg scyle, | before he must be gone | |
fremum on foldan | bravery in the world | |
wið feonda niþ, | against the enmity of devils, | |
76a | deorum dædum | daring deeds |
deofle togeanes, | against the fiend, | |
þæt hine ælda bearn | so that the sons of men | |
æfter hergen, | will praise him afterwards, | |
ond his lof siþþan | and his fame afterwards | |
lifge mid englum | will live with the angels | |
awa to ealdre, | for ever and ever, | |
ecan lifes blæd, | the glory of eternal life, | |
80a | dream mid dugeþum. | joy with the Hosts. |
Dagas sind gewitene, | The days are gone | |
ealle onmedlan | of all the glory | |
eorþan rices; | of the kingdoms of the earth; | |
nearon nu cyningas | there are not now kings, | |
ne caseras | nor Cæsars, | |
ne goldgiefan | nor givers of gold | |
swylce iu wæron, | as once there were, | |
84a | þonne hi mæst mid him | when they, the greatest, among themselves |
mærþa gefremedon | performed valorous deeds, | |
ond on dryhtlicestum | and with a most lordly | |
dome lifdon. | majesty lived. | |
Gedroren is þeos duguð eal, | All that old guard is gone | |
dreamas sind gewitene; | and the revels are over -- | |
wuniað þa wacran | the weaker ones now dwell | |
ond þæs woruld healdaþ, | and hold the world, | |
88a | brucað þurh bisgo. | enjoy it through their sweat. |
Blæd is gehnæged, | The glory is fled, | |
eorþan indryhto | the nobility of the world | |
ealdað ond searað, | ages and grows sere, | |
swa nu monna gehwylc | as now does every man | |
geond middangeard. | throughout the world. | |
Yldo him on fareþ, | Age comes upon him, | |
onsyn blacað, | his face grows pale, | |
92a | gomelfeax gnornað, | the graybeard laments; |
wat his iuwine, | he knows that his old friends, | |
æþelinga bearn | the sons of princes, | |
eorþan forgiefene. | have been given to the earth. | |
Ne mæg him þonne se flæschoma | His body fails then, | |
þonne him þæt feorg losað | as life leaves him -- | |
ne swete forswelgan | he cannot taste sweetness | |
ne sar gefelan | nor feel pain, | |
96a | ne hond onhreran | nor move his hand |
ne mid hyge þencan. | nor think with his head. | |
Þeah þe græf wille | Though he would strew | |
golde stregan | the grave with gold, | |
broþor his geborenum, | a brother for his kinsman, | |
byrgan be deadum | bury with the dead | |
maþmum mislicum, | a mass of treasure, | |
þæt hine mid wille, | it just won't work -- | |
100a | ne mæg þære sawle | nor can the soul |
þe biþ synna ful | which is full of sin | |
gold to geoce | preserve the gold | |
for Godes egsan, | before the fear of God, | |
þonne he hit ær hydeð | though he hid it before | |
þenden he her leofað. | while he was yet alive. | |
Micel biþ se Meotudes egsa, | Great is the fear of the Lord, | |
forþon hi seo molde oncyrreð; | before which the world stands still; | |
104a | se gestaþelade | He established |
stiþe grundas, | the firm foundations, | |
eorþan sceatas | the corners of the world | |
ond uprodor. | and the high heavens. | |
Dol biþ se þe him his Dryhten ne ondrædeþ: | A fool is the one who does not fear his Lord | |
cymeð him se deað unþinged. | -- death comes to him unprepared. | |
Eadig bið se þe eaþmod leofaþ; | Blessed is he who lives humbly | |
cymeð him seo ar of heofonum. | -- to him comes forgiveness from heaven. | |
108a | Meotod him þæt mod gestaþelað, | God set that spirit within him, |
forþon he in his meahte gelyfeð. | because he believed in His might. | |
Stieran mon sceal strongum mode, | Man must control his passions | |
ond þæt on staþelum healdan, | and keep everything in balance, | |
ond gewis werum, | keep faith with men, | |
wisum clæne. | and be pure in wisdom. | |
Scyle monna gehwylc | Each of men must | |
mid gemete healdan | be even-handed | |
112a | wiþ leofne ond wið laþne | with their friends and their foes. |
* * * bealo. | ? | |
þeah þe he hine wille | ? though he does not wish him | |
fyres fulne | ? in the foulness of flames | |
oþþe on bæle | ? or on a pyre | |
forbærnedne | ? to be burned | |
his geworhtne wine, | ? his contrived friend, | |
Wyrd biþ swiþre, | Fate is greater | |
116a | Meotud meahtigra, | and God is mightier |
þonne ænges monnes gehygd. | than any man's thought. | |
Uton we hycgan | Let us ponder | |
hwær we ham agen, | where we have our homes | |
ond þonne geþencan | and then think | |
hu we þider cumen; | how we should get thither -- | |
ond we þonne eac tilien | and then we should all strive | |
þæt we to moten | that we might go there | |
120a | in þa ecan | to the eternal |
eadignesse | blessedness | |
þær is lif gelong | that is a belonging life | |
in lufan Dryhtnes, | in the love of the Lord, | |
hyht in heofonum. | joy in the heavens. | |
Þæs sy þam Halgan þonc | Let there be thanks to God | |
þæt he usic geweorþade, | that he adored us, | |
wuldres Ealdor | the Father of Glory, | |
124a | ece Dryhten, | the Eternal Lord, |
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Sunday, 28 October 2012
Nice Strangers
My mom said we should never talk to strangers. They may be bad people who is going to kidnap us or sell our organs. I even once read that children were kidnapped and brought to foreign countries and were forced to be beggars on the street. No need for me to elaborate on human trafficking..We all know and aware about it. However,labeling all strangers as dangerous and keep well clear are a bit too much. Why I said that? Because my friends were strangers before they become my friends.
I still remember my ex-roommate Shikin one year ago.I never seen her before in my life and I'm about to share the room with a stranger. I cant even understand what shes saying to me and same goes to her about me. However,we survive and change that stranger situation into something wonderful..A friendship for life.
How about Fara?My roommate as well.She was a stranger as well and even worst,I heard all kinds of bad things about her. However,I did not die talking to her but I gain another friend and my life is blooming happily.
There was even a stranger whom I met at the airport where he nicely lend me his handphone to call because I forgot my phone at my friend's car. I wasn't kidnapped..!!!
Truthfully, many more strangers became my friends and my life was blessed with many warm and joyous laugh.It would be a false statement to say all strangers are bad when most of us were strangers before we knew each other. Although we must never let our guard down, we also need to open up a bit and give a hand to friendship. Don't frown to strangers. Don't assume bad things. But be alert as well cuz bad people are good actors and actress. Most importantly, we should know how to differentiate the good and the bad. Anyways, most kidnappers or criminals were someone we knew or close to us.Beware of them as well. So,Earth people. Live wisely and cheerfully..
I still remember my ex-roommate Shikin one year ago.I never seen her before in my life and I'm about to share the room with a stranger. I cant even understand what shes saying to me and same goes to her about me. However,we survive and change that stranger situation into something wonderful..A friendship for life.
How about Fara?My roommate as well.She was a stranger as well and even worst,I heard all kinds of bad things about her. However,I did not die talking to her but I gain another friend and my life is blooming happily.
There was even a stranger whom I met at the airport where he nicely lend me his handphone to call because I forgot my phone at my friend's car. I wasn't kidnapped..!!!
Truthfully, many more strangers became my friends and my life was blessed with many warm and joyous laugh.It would be a false statement to say all strangers are bad when most of us were strangers before we knew each other. Although we must never let our guard down, we also need to open up a bit and give a hand to friendship. Don't frown to strangers. Don't assume bad things. But be alert as well cuz bad people are good actors and actress. Most importantly, we should know how to differentiate the good and the bad. Anyways, most kidnappers or criminals were someone we knew or close to us.Beware of them as well. So,Earth people. Live wisely and cheerfully..
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