No One Is A Loser, Not Me!

To keep my sanity, I always have to think twice before I respond to any comments during my conversation with others.

This has become a good habit that saves me from the agony of being regretful later. Well, people are not baked in an oven. They are not mass produced. Neither are they hand-crafted.

People are people, one of God's many creations.

I guess it's not wrong to say that, we should just tell them the truth, tactfully.

That's why I have learnt to respect my bosses (and former bosses), my colleagues and my clients (despite their age)........ as they want to be treated in a respectful manner, no matter how difficult they are.

I don't lose..........it's all win-win...............

That Sweet Aunty

Once upon a time, a rather cute, plump and mischievous boy went to visit his relatives during CNY. He was given RM10.10 (as an angpow) by his sweet and kind auntie . It was a big amount of money when he was 3, but after 5 years, it was the smallest angpow he received every year. He was wondering why this auntie liked to give the same amount of money, year in , and year out.

'Perhaps auntie can only count up to RM10.10,' he wondered. Being a financially cautious person, he kept the money in his piggy bank, and later put in the money in his bank account.

Then, before any body realised it, years went by and the boy had grown into a young father. It was his turn to distribute angpows to his children, his nieces and nephews, his neighbours' children and just any girl and boy he met on the auspicious CNY.

That beautiful and kind auntie was no longer there to see him do just that. Nevertheless, she was rest assured that the young man had understood why she had invested RM10.10 every year........... it was a lesson on sincerity and humility.

That's Not Much, Really......

To get my camera repaired, I was asked to pay RM280.

What a perfect figure when you are planning to get a few other more important items for your family.

If only money grows on the many trees I have at home......... I'll rake the fallen notes every day and night.

Hence, the conclusion is , wait until this camera takes precedence over every other item on my shopping list. Till then, I choose to wait patiently for the magical tree to grow....

When Night Beckons

Recently, (in fact, very2 recently) ...... I notice how much the home atmosphere appeals to me (more than ever). This is especially so when my home is seen as a sanctuary to the tired people like me.

Rather childishly, I have placed a queen size mattress on my living room floor. Its strategic position, which is directly below an air-conditioning unit, enhances my desire to rest (yes, to take a wonderful nap) whenever I feel like doing so..........

That's why I have been wondering if I am too old to work or I am ill, or perhaps I need a break? Here I wish to thank one person who has promptly replied to this question which I post on my FB wall.

In view of this baffling phenomenon, I have asked around. Rather surprisingly, many of my colleagues are as exhausted as I am.

Then, it could be the weather............

Of Tears and Laughter

Friday, 16 April 2010 saw tears welling up in my eyes during a special assembly............ in honour of my Senior Asst's promotion as a principal.

Yes, I did not wet my handkerchief (cos I don't use one, hehe). Anyway, the point is I did not want to cry out loud.............

As a matter of fact, I am happy for her as I believe in her capabilities in handling all the resources in order to ensure a successful networking within the school.

All the stakeholders of SMK Tuanku Abdul Rahman................ you are one lucky lot! Here she comes.......

The Snaps

I really miss going round, taking snaps!

I need a camera badly........ or rather, I should take an initiative to get my camera repaired............ (talk about procrastinations).