可以浪漫..但不要浪费..可以随时牵手..但不要随便分手..
我们拥有一只鞋子的时候..才会明白失去另一只鞋子的滋味..
相爱的时候需要真诚..争执的时候需要沟通..生气的时候需要冷静..愉快的时候需要分享..指责的时候需要谅解..结婚的时候需要包容..
如你懂得珍惜..你会发现你获得的越来越多..如果一味的追求..你会发现你失去的越来越快..
Monday, April 26, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Singapore Ghost Story ~
When I was young, I lived in a deserted kampong deep in the
jungle. Every night, my mother would ask me not to go home
too late as there won't be any transportation after a
certain time.
One night, before going home, I ta bao a kueh teow soup for
supper. I was late and I waited for the taxi/bus but there
was none. I was getting worried as the night was getting
darker and darker. So I tried to flag down private vehicles
to take me home.
There was no one stopping for me, till one motorcyclist took
compensation on me and stopped to give me a lift. He was a
man with a kind face. I accepted his offer and got onto his
motorbike.
On the way home, we would pass by a temple. At night, the
temple would look eerily spooky with the dim lights from the
candles.
At first,
the motorcyclist was warm and friendly. When the temple was
approaching, the motorcyclist eyes grown bigger and bigger.
His kind face turned to a face of anger. He was muttering
something loud but was not audible to me. I was so scared
that I closed my eyes in order not to see his angry face.
Then, the motorcyclist stopped in front of the temple and
then yelled at me.
"Your kueh teow soup is so hot!! It is burning my thigh! Can
you please move it away???"
jungle. Every night, my mother would ask me not to go home
too late as there won't be any transportation after a
certain time.
One night, before going home, I ta bao a kueh teow soup for
supper. I was late and I waited for the taxi/bus but there
was none. I was getting worried as the night was getting
darker and darker. So I tried to flag down private vehicles
to take me home.
There was no one stopping for me, till one motorcyclist took
compensation on me and stopped to give me a lift. He was a
man with a kind face. I accepted his offer and got onto his
motorbike.
On the way home, we would pass by a temple. At night, the
temple would look eerily spooky with the dim lights from the
candles.
At first,
the motorcyclist was warm and friendly. When the temple was
approaching, the motorcyclist eyes grown bigger and bigger.
His kind face turned to a face of anger. He was muttering
something loud but was not audible to me. I was so scared
that I closed my eyes in order not to see his angry face.
Then, the motorcyclist stopped in front of the temple and
then yelled at me.
"Your kueh teow soup is so hot!! It is burning my thigh! Can
you please move it away???"
Apology...
Apologizing does not mean that you are wrong and the other one is right...
It simply means that you value the relationship much more than your ego ..."
P/s: Appreciate your love one ~
It simply means that you value the relationship much more than your ego ..."
P/s: Appreciate your love one ~
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