Showing posts with label Thoughts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thoughts. Show all posts

Sunday, July 1, 2012

Summer Sunday

A Sunday, cool air since raining yesterday night. A nice weather creates peace feeling, life and love...


I have much changed from last few years. Easy get mad and easy calm down, not make things important. Why we should take all annoying feelings when this life is too short? I have plenty of TO DO things which is keep me happy and go-on then why I need to spend my precious time to bad or negative feelings?
Learning new things, love and think for someone else, hard work for plans ahead, all of these is very interesting, isn't?
I used to cried for someone, for something and now I am so sorry for my time wasting in the period. I used to be so much painful, so much sad that I wished to cut myself for bleeding blood would bring sadness out of me. Hope no one has the same feeling... It was so bad! Extremely bad!
Anyhow negative feelings make people growing, maybe I come to this mature thank to all bad things I have met in the pass, so I enjoy my past as well.



Listening to my feeling on a beautiful Sunday is a great thing. Let enjoy a such nice day as today!

Friday, April 20, 2012

Bae Yong Joon - How are you?

Bae Yong Joon is quiet for longs.
As his fan, I till faithfully watch his works i.e. Winter Sonata, Hotelier or Untold Scandal and April Snow. Any time re-watch BYJ, I always has the same feeling, till fresh feelings like the first time I met him ...

I miss him.

Nowadays, with no news from him I have a bit worry, why is he so quiet, why he not have any works, even writing or just a photo book like he used to do. Does he know his Fans are worrying for him, waiting for him in vain? It seems nothing planed for his return in any movie or drama at all.

I am translating The Very Night - a Fanfic written in 2004 by his Taiwan Fan, Jenny Lin - into Vietnamese. I wish to contact her but can not, I want to tell her that I wish to share her love to BYJ to his Vietnamese Fan, who can not read her writing in Chinese or English.

Written based on Shin Dong Huyk and Seo Jin Young, the lead characters of Hotelier, The Very Night is a nice and touching story, it has nothing to link with Hotelier story, except for the characteristic of Shin Dong Huyk.
When I do translating, BJY's figures is always with me, his clear eyes, trademarked sweet smile, well built body and the talent expressive performance obsessed me.

Where is he now? How is he? He was sick few times and does he get better?
Is he happy? Has he have any partner who share with him everything in his life?
Many, so many question...

Sometime I feel like I can touch his loneliness...

Bae Jong Joon, in our deep heart, we till love you, miss you and always wish you all the best on this earth. You deserve to have all of them with what you devoted to us, to Korea.


We wait for you, waiting to share with you your love, your fate in new works but if you decide not attending any movies or drama, we understand and always at your side.

Miss you, Bae Yong Joon!

in Hotelier 1999, as Shin Dong Huyk...




 in Winter Sonate 2002



 in April Snow 2004


this clear and lovely eyes, how we can forget?


BYJ, like a far away lover, always bring me melancholy when thinking of him.
Love him, anyhow.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

The Real Meaning of Words

A friend sent these photos to me. They have moved me. I love love love


Be kind to all you meet, each of us carries a burden that others can't see


Love

Best Friend

Sorrow
Departure

Pain

Patient

Respect

Compassion

Innocent

Rescue

Friendship

Divine



Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass ... it's about caring and
loving your relatives and friends while you can touch and see
them, and they are still among us.

May you always walk in sunshine, my friend!!

How do you feel now?
Moved? Want to do something for your love ones?

Just do it!

Monday, May 2, 2011

Carrot, Egg and Coffee

Life is sometime really tough to make you wilt with full of trials. Then you need someone or at least something to courage. This is a Food for Thought which I find it good enough to raise me up!
Enjoy!



A carrot, an egg, and a cup of coffee... You will never look at a cup of coffee the same way again.

A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up, She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.

Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil; without saying a word.

In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, ' Tell me what you see.' 'Carrots, eggs, and coffee,' she replied.

Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg.
Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma. The daughter then asked,
'What does it mean, mother?'

Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water.

'Which are you?' she asked her daughter. 'When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?

Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?

Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?

Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavour. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?
May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you happy.

The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you can't go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.
When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling.

Live your life so at the end, you're the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.


You might want to send this message to those people who mean something to you
(I JUST DID);

to those who have touched your life in one way or another;
to those who make you smile when you really need it;

to those who make you see the brighter side of things when you are really down;

to those whose friendship you appreciate;

to those who are so meaningful in your life.

May we all be COFFEE!!


Saturday, December 26, 2009

Embracing Imperfection

One more story, it is really thoughtful and help me to rethink of myself.
Thinking of the way I criticize others' mistakes make I feel very shameful. I could make people who are close with me more happiness and more motivated! Anyhow, late is better than never, I will try my best to do like the Dad in the story did.

Read this story and recall if you ever hurt any one ?



When I was a little girl, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then.

And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage, and extremely burned toast in front of my dad.

I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his toast, smile at my mom, and ask me how my day was at school.
I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that toast and eat every bite!

When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad for burning the toast. And I'll never forget what he said. "Baby, I love burned toast."


Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night, and I asked him if he really liked his toast burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said,

"Debbie, your Momma put in a hard day at work today and she's real tired. And besides-a little burnt toast never hurt anyone! You know, life is full of imperfect things...and imperfect people. I'm not the best housekeeper or cook."


What I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each others' faults - and choosing to celebrate each others' differences - is the one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.

Burnt toast should never be a deal breaker. We could extend this to any relationship in fact - as understanding is the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-child or friendship!

Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket - but into your own!

People will always forget what you do, and they will always forget what you say, but they will never, ever forget the way you make them feel.

Friday, December 25, 2009

Thanks for your time!

A friend sent this story to me, it is so nice and thoughtful.
Hope you like and enjoy the story like I do.


A young man learn what's most important in life from the man next door

It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, girls, career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the country in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about the pa st and often no time to spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him.

Over the phone, his mother told him, 'Mr. Belser died last night. The funeral is Wednesday..' Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days.

'Jack, did you hear me?'

'Oh, sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I thought of him. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago,' Jack said.

'Well, he didn't forget you. Every time I saw him he'd ask how you were doing. He'd reminisce about the many days you spent over 'his side of the fence' as he put it,' Mom told him.

'I loved that old house he lived in,' Jack said.

'You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man's influence in your life,' she said.

'He's the one who taught me carpentry,' he said. 'I wouldn't be in this business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were important...Mom, I'll be there for the funeral,' Jack said.

As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. He had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.

The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to see the old house next door one more time.
Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and time. The house was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture, every piece of furniture....Jack stopped suddenly.

'What's wrong, Jack?' his Mom asked.

'The box is gone,' he said

'What box?' Mom asked.

'There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he'd ever tell me was 'the thing I value most,' Jack said.

It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had taken it.

'Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him,' Jack said. 'I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom.'

It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning home from work one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. 'Signature required on a package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post office within the next three days,' the note read.

Early the next day Jack retrieved the
package. The small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The handwriting was difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention. 'Mr. Harold Belser' it read.

Jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope.

Jack's hands shook as he read the note inside. 'Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack Bennett. It's the thing I valued most in my life.' A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes, Jack carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch.

Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the cover.

Inside he found these words engraved:

'Jack, Thanks for your time! -Harold Belser.'

'The thing he valued most was...my time'

Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two days.

'Why?' Janet, his assistant asked.

'I need some time to spend with my son,' he said.

'Oh, by the way, Janet, thanks for your time!'

'Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away,'


Think about this. You may not realize it, but it's 100% true.

1. At least 2 people in this world love you so much they would die for you.

2. At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.

3. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you.

4. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.

5. You mean the world to someone.

6. If not for you, someone may not be living.

7. You are special and unique.

8. When you think you have no chance of getting what you want, you probably won't get it, but if you trust God to do what's best, and wait on His time, sooner or later, you will get it or something better.

9. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good can still come from it.

10. When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look: you most likely turned your back on the world.

11. Someone that you don't even know exists loves you.

12. Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude remarks.

13 . Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much better when they know and you'll both be happy.

14. If you have a great friend, take the time to let them know that they are great.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Today is a Gift !

A friend sent me this story which I have read sometime. Anyhow, the feeling it brings to me too original, fresh and very touching.
Sometime on the way of hard life, you forget many things that are very value to you. You hurt your lovers unintentionally with rough words without understanding and empathy.

Thanks Kean Joo for sending this to remind me.

Hope you enjoy like me.



Today is a Gift !

It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking.

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.
One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room ' s only window.

The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

The men talked for hours on end.
They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.



Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.


The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake
. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.


As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.



Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind ' s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.


Days, weeks and months passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.
She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.


Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.

It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.


The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.

She said, 'Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.'



Epilogue:


There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.

Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.


If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can ' t buy.



'Today is a gift, that is why it is called '
The Present.'

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Feeling!

Life!
So many thing to manage to live on this world! How to balance life and your works? How to spend your time effectively and happily? Manything wish to do... This life is so beautiful and variate if we look at what we can enjoy... movies, music, poem, relationship, love...

I wish to share with you about FELLING! How you feel when such a thing jump to you? Good thing? How about bad thing? What is the way you touch your feeling? Are you easily accept your feeling? I am sure you have ever cried when watching/reading a touch movie or novel .

Sometime, if don't want to say usually I feel very touching when enjoy a good work. These feeling is can not be expressed, too real, too deep... I do not know how to call the feeling name, is it painful, or happy? You feel you are the person in the song, the movie or the novel. You are the one with full feeling, love, hate, anger, disappoint, sad or happy ...
Then you back to your real life and recognise that you are wrong in some way, somehow. You are happy to find, then correct then go on your way. Sometime you find you are in good luck, then you will feel happier.

Is it your way? It is mine.
I enjoy life by that way.
I balance my life that way, I hide myself from difficulties, stressure, fear to the wonderful land of feeling. My life is full of feeling, then I must find way to generate and feed to my survive. Have you ever look at your deep soul that way?
Share with me your way.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Tips for a better Life

Too busy so that can not post anything eventhough have many thoughts wish to share.
I miss my blogs, miss all my friends from over the world, miss YJ. I have so many balls to play with, so, at a moment I have to ignore something to complete something...

A friend sent me Tips for a better Life, share with you and wish you all happy!


TIPS FOR A BETTER LIFE

1. Take a 10-30 minutes walk every day. And while you walk, smile.
2. Sit in silence for at least 10 minutes each day.
3. Sleep for 7 hours.
4. Live with the 3 E's -- Energy, Enthusiasm, and Empathy.
5. Play more games.
6. Read more books than you did in last year.
7. Make time to practice meditation, yoga, and prayer. They provide us with daily fuel for our busy lives.
8. Spend time with people over the age of 70 & under the age of 6.
9. Dream more while you are awake.
10. Eat more foods that grow on trees and plants and eat less food thatis manufactured in plants.
11. Drink plenty of water.
12. Try to make at least three people smile each day.
13. Don't waste your precious energy on gossip.
14. Forget issues of the past. Don't remind your partner with his/hermistakes of the past. That will ruin your present happiness.
15. Don't have negative thoughts or things you cannot control. Insteadinvest your energy in the positive present moment.
16. Realize that life is a school and you are here to learn. Problems are simply part of the curriculum that appear and fade away like algebra class but the lessons you learn will last a lifetime.
17. Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner like a beggar.
18. Smile and laugh more.
19. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone. Don't hate others.
20. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.
21. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.
22. Make peace with your past so it won't spoil the present.
23. Don't compare your life to others'. You have no idea what their partner with others.

24. No one is in charge of your happiness except you.
25. Forgive everyone for everything.

26.. What other people think of you is none of your business.
27. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.
28. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends will. Stay in touch.
29. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.
30. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.
31. The best is yet to come.
32. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
33. Do the right thing!
34. Call your family often.

35. Your inner most is always happy. So be happy.
36. Each day give something good to others.
37. Don't over do. Keep your limits.
38. Please Forward this to everyone you care about.

Friday, December 12, 2008

The interview with God

Thanks to life, I have many friends from all over the world. Sometimes they send to me stories, jokes which are as Food For Thought, make me think and think...
Some made me happy, some made me sad, some really fun, others really touching... anyhow, they provide me full of feeling. I really enjoy to have those kind of feeling, i feel more alive...

Below is another story from one of my friends sent to me today.
Let enjoy with me now.


THE INTERVIEW WITH GOD

I dreamed I had an interview with God.
"So you would like to interview me?" God asked.
"If you have the time" I said.
God smiled. "My time is eternity." ,"What questions do you have in mind for
me?"


"What surprises you most about humankind?"
God answered.
"That they get bored with childhood, they rush to grow up, and then long to
be children again."
"That they lose their health to make money. and then lose their money to
restore their health."
"That by thinking anxiously about the future, they forget the present, such
that they live in neither the present nor the future."
"That they live as if they will never die, and die as though they had never
lived."

God's hand took mine and we were silent for a while.

And then I asked. "As a parent, what are some of life's lessons you want
your children to learn?"
"To learn they cannot make anyone love them. All they can do is let
themselves be loved."
"To learn that it is not good to compare themselves to others."
"To learn to forgive by practicing forgiveness."
"To learn that it only takes a few seconds to open profound wounds in those
they love, and it can take many years to heal them."
"To learn that a rich person is not one who has the most, but is one who
needs the least."
"To learn that there are people who love them dearly, but simply have not
yet learned how to express or show their feelings."
"To learn that two people can look at the same thing and see it
differently."
"To learn that it is not enough that they forgive one another, but they must
also forgive themselves."

"Thank you for your time," I said humbly.

"Is there anything else you would like your children to know?"

God smiled and said, "Just know that I am here. always."

What goes around comes around

My friend just sent me this story. It touches my heart then I wish to share with you.
Enjoy!


His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while trying to make a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog. There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself. Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow and terrifying death.

The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's sparse surroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved. 'I want to repay you,' said the nobleman. 'You saved my son's life.' 'No, I can't accept payment for what I did,' the Scottish farmer replied waving off the offer.

At that moment, the farmer's own son came to the door of the family hovel. 'Is that your son?' the nobleman asked. 'Yes,' the farmer replied proudly. 'I'll make you a deal. Let me provide him with the level of education my own son will enjoy. If the lad is anything like his father, he'll no doubt grow to be a man we both will be proud of.' And that he did.

Farmer Fleming's son attended the very best schools and in time, graduated from St. Mary's Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.

Years afterwards, the same nobleman's son who was saved from the bog was stricken with pneumonia. What saved his life this time? Penicillin. The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill .. his son's name? Sir Winston Churchill.

Someone once said: What goes around comes around.
Work like you don't need the money.
Love like you've never been hurt.
Dance like nobody's watching.
Sing like nobody's listening.
Live like it's Heaven on Earth.

It's National Friendship Week. So send this to everyone you consider A FRIEND. Pass this on, and brighten some one's day. AN IRISH FRIENDSHIP WISH: You had better send this back!!

Good Luck! I hope it works... May there always be work for your hands to do; May your purse always hold a coin or two; May the sun always shine on your window pane; May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain; May the hand of a friend always be near you; May God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you and may you be in heaven a half hour before the devil knows you're dead. OK, this is what you have to do.... Send this to all of your friends. But - you HAVE to send this within 1 hour from when you open it! Now.....make a wish!! I hope you made your wish!

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

How to stay young

A friend sent me ways to keep you young longer...
I find they really nice and worth following. Enjoy!

HOW TO STAY YOUNG

1. Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and height. Let the doctors worry about them. That is why you pay 'them.'

2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.

3. Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever, even ham radio. Never let the brain idle. 'An idle mind is the devil's workshop.' And the devil's name is Alzheimer's.

4. Enjoy the simple things.

5. Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.

6. The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person, who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. Be ALIVE while you are alive.

7. Surround yourself with what you love , whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.

8. Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.

9. Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the next county; to a foreign country but NOT to where the guilt is.

10. Tell the people you love that you love them , at every opportunity.

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Life is uncertainty!

Yesterday I have my hair cut and something stirred up my mind and soul!

The one taking care my hair is a hair stylist, quite famous in his entertainment industry. He is good looking and sound at his middle age and as other stylists, he always showed up to people a well performance.

I met an old man, weak, skinny and pale at his salon, the man looked like my hair stylist but much older than him, I thought, may be his elder brother.
Then later I find the old skinny pale man is him! How he could be! Just about lesser than 3 months I had not seen him, my God!

He has a serious sick related to his brain and he had 2 month treatment in hospital then recently another 1 week treatment again. Now he is in his recovering stage, but he looks like a 60 year old man with his pale, brown spots on his skin, his eyes lost his lively look although he can cut our hairs, till at his professional. He even changed my hair style and made me look better with it.

I know the case that one man just died in a day without any signals, he felt hard to breath, sent to hospital and died on the same day. But this time I am really shock to see my hair stylist and his case touch my heart. How this life is uncertainty! You try too much for your life then suddenly, something happens and everything becomes meaningless to you, then what you can do?

I must re think what we really need to this life and then just do for it. I must be happy with what I till have today since I may lose anything or everything tomorrow. I must re set my life target and re schedule my time.

LIFE.. too beautiful and too terrible! LIFE gives you signals to remind you for a happier choice you can make. Then I have my choice now, and you, what is your choice ???

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

On the way to LOVE

As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to
ever let you down probably will.

You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder
every time.

You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken.

You'll fight with your best friend.

You'll blame a new love for things an old one did.

You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose
someone you love.

So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been
hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness
you'll never get back.

Don't be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin!

Thursday, April 3, 2008

New Challenges

Every day I find new challenges.
Challenge keep me doing the best and feel good myself.

Saturday, March 29, 2008

Thay đổi

Luôn muốn thay đổi...
Thay đổi giúp mình nghĩ là mình tồn tại.
Từ ngày Sinh nhật vừa qua mình muốn thay đổi chính mình, từ hình thức đến cách suy nghĩ.
Mình muốn có nhiều bạn, có nhiều mối quan hệ.... Những mối quan hệ làm mình vui va hạnh phúc hơn.
Yêu thương giúp mình đi tới.

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