"Everything has its beauty, but not everyone sees it."

I learn this quite several time nowadays...

learn by experience is more valuable than nothing rite???

yesterday...i ask a question to one of my fren.suppose be...

ask bout a cultural shock

does he been facing this situation before...???


i duno wat im thinking of...

just suddenly...its pop up in my mind

and the first person that i could remember is him...

hahahhaa...duno why...but seem like i like ask question to him...




don't miss judge k...

he only a fren that sometimes i feel comfortable to be but in other times

he just a kind of...duno...

hahhaha...maybe i just an annoying to him...

owez disturb him...and make it worse...on him...

wat a crap of me.....


ok go straight to the topic...

yesterday morning...

its pop-up in my mind...

so i sms him to ask bout it...

duno he wake up or not...

but still he reply me...


the answer that he reply back to me is....

'Lolz...what meaning o0o'

then...

'aiyo....5 dict lar'

He : ' i know the meaning...but not really understand '

haiz...now need to explain to him again....


so..i think a better way to let him understand...

this wat i wrote in the msg....



'aiyo...my dear uncle...(i used to call him uncle...duno why...seem like...???)

its similar like a changes of life...due to conflict in our lives, however, does not have to be negative or incapacitating. sometimes...we will feel so excited with the changes and would like to show it...but in the other way...its hurting somebody else...or maybe...denying ownself...It can be used as a source of motivation, introspection, and change..."

something like this...but a slight changes...hehhehe...been edited in this blog...

here can used more words..but in sms...aiyo...so little text...you know lar....



haiz...so i make a conclusion...

so many text i got...



and its end up like this....



' ya...maybe i be the man of the year...'



what an ending msg of cultural shock????



its doesn't related at all....

hmmm.....

what i know is...he misunderstood or maybe didn't get the point...

or maybe i the only one that is missing bout the real point of cultural shock....

I'm giving up and tired...

so after finish work at 2.30pm

i went back home...in my mind...i onli want go to the national library...

almost arrive there...someone called me...asking to give back the car...

but...i don't feel like going there...

i know its a stupid action i done...but...i don't care...i don't want to face the faces that actually

suddenly disapprove about my presence...

so i drove the car and buy some small fish to feed my or actually "OURs" oscar...

i feel so pity bout the fish...i called it yu yu...

its like sick for a month...same like me...maybe..it can feel what am i feel by now???
its like so long dat 'HE' never spoke of maybe play with yu yu...

then i go back home...

nothing to do...as usual...

waiting the clock keep clicking...tick tack tick tock...

waiting for a new day to begin...

with a smile...maybe???

the whole point is.....

i will stop hoping..
but hope is the only thing keep me moving….
its the only thing keep me survive...
its the only thing keep me breath again...
its the only thing keep me think clearly...


big Q is ..
is it wrong to put on hoping ?

Keep this in mind as you read on.