If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!
--Rudyard Kipling
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
IF
Posted by: HomeQueen Time: 9:05 AM 0 Comments
Tuesday, March 29, 2005
Earthquakes!!!!
"Saya tengah buat homework, tiba2 saya rasa meja bergegar. lepas tu saya tengok kipas pun bergerak ke kiri ke kanan. Saya pusing belakang(dengan gaya pusing belakang), saya tgk perut bini saya, dia tengah mengandung. perut die goyang2 macam ni ha(sambil tgn di perut tunjuk goyang mcm mana). Dua kali die jadi, sekali 40 second."
"Aku tengah tido, tiba2 rasa katil bergoyang. Aku pun tgkla bawah katil, ingatkan ade 'bende' yg goyang katil aku. Pastu aku tengok atas kipas goyang2 mcm tak betul."
"Laki akak rasa katil bergoyang, die pun ckp 'yang jgnla goyang2 katil ni'. Tapi still goyang lagi. Die tengok sebelah akak tak ada. Die pun bangun pegi bilik cucu die, angkat cucu die turun bawah flat kitorang. Masa tu akak pegi dapur kejap minum air. Akak balik2 bilik tengok laki akak dah takde dengan cucu die skali. Rupa2nya dah sampai kat bawah dah die kata ada gempa bumi"
"Ko rasa gempa bumi tak malam tadi"
"takde pun"
"ait, bukan bangi dekat2 dengan uniten diorang kata ade rasa earthquake"
"oooo tu bangi, tempat aku tak rasa. Lagipun tengok la uniten tu mcm mane tempat die, rosak. Rumah aku sebelah masjid je."
"Eh, ade gempa bumi eh semalam, aku tak rasa pun."
"Ko tido mati!".
"I heard a big noise. I know something is not right. Then I feer my house shaking. Then I rook at the fan and it was moving sideways. Then I rook outside my house and peoper are gathering and arr(all) the car ararm is going on. But after 1 minute, it stopped."
"huiyooo, which level are you?"
"21st floor"
"you should buy a parachute then. If anything happens u just wear it and jump out your window"
"souka?"
I just have one question. What is the relationship between earthquakes and ceiling fan? Or is it just like a habit, whenever there's earthquakes first thing to do is to look up to the ceiling.
Posted by: HomeQueen Time: 8:46 AM 0 Comments
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
True friend
A girl asked a guy if she was pretty, he said no. She asked him if he would want to be with her forever..and he said no. She then asked him if she were to leave would he cry? and once again he replied with a no. She had heard enough. As she walked away, tears streaming down her face the boy grabbed her arm and said..You're not pretty your beautiful. i dont want to be with you forever. i NEED to be with you forever, and i wouldnt cry if you walked away..i would die...isnt that sweet? i like you because of who u r to me. u r a true friend.
Who are our true friends?..we dont have to search for them..they'll come to us..and once they come into our lives, they never leave.
Posted by: HomeQueen Time: 4:55 PM 0 Comments
Monday, March 21, 2005
Botak
I cut my head bald last saturday and these are some comments i received from my officemates this morning:
1. Uish, bayar nazar ke?
2. huiyo Ronaldo!
3. Macam baru balik Umrah je.
4. you look different.
5. Laa ingatkan sape tadi, tgk takde rambut.
6. ape citer kawan, mane hilang rambut.
7. wahh nampak mcm brad pit
hahaha, obviously i just made up point no 7..ish2..sungguh perasan orang itu..why girls like brad pit uh..im much more handsome than him..aiyaaa..pening2..dizzy...btw this is my new solution for hot weather and moving towards a headache free day. well my friends, today its gonna be a bit hot. 40 degrees according to the local newspapers last week. something to do with equinoks..eh how to spell it properly?..ekuinoqs?..ekuinos?..aaahhh..ikea?...haaa went to ikea last nite..hehe..first time and it was great..am planning to go there again soon and shopping2..the designs are way to cool..haha..ok then..later...chow chin chow
Posted by: HomeQueen Time: 9:29 AM 6 Comments
Friday, March 18, 2005
The story of....
10th Grade
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and
wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had
missed the day before and handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
11th grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Senior year
The day before prom she walked to my locker. "My date is sick" she said; he's not going to go well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step! I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she doesn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Graduation Day
A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on
stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "you're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just
friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
A Few Years Later
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another
man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn`t see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said "you came!". She said "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Funeral
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read:
"I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me!"
I wish I did too... I thought to my self, and I
cried.
To all my friend out there who are still single, boys and girls, express your feelings or else you'll end up knowing nothing bout others feeling. Just for fun though but this things does happen. Doesnt it?
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