=Do not see work as work=
Work is defined as to have an effect or outcome. Exactly, why most of us are so lazy to work? Are we so silly we could not see the outcome of working hard? Strive hard to achieve triumph – an old saying even in which the advisor himself could not accomplish everytime. The life is funny and fun to understand. We’re the smartest species and it does not make sense at all if we can’t see an immediate outcome out of a simple job. How about seeing the outcome but did not find it interesting or propelling enough for ourselves to persevere the hard work especially countless and repeated jobs like auditing?
What comes first into your mind when someone tells you to work? Endless day, boring, yawning, pressure and more work – this is my answer, currently, but I guess from now on I should change my idea about working, especially when realizing pessimistic mindset like this will not bring me any further in my career start.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
I received this fwd email today and got agitated by illiterate smartarse like these ones.
The message goes with a short passage written by the fwd mail author followed by a scanned newspaper.
"
Cannot eat Pringles chips any more
For those who don't read Chinese:
The chemical used in Pringles is also used in hair-perm chemical, a very harmful chemical even on a very insignificant quantity (will cause kidney cancer), adult shouldn't consume more than 0.01g per day while children not more than 0.003g!
Product called back from all HK markets & banned in USA !! It contains cancer causing ingredient for those who don't read Chinese! STOP EATING PRINGLES NOWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!
Please see attached article..
"
Obviously the author doesn't know how to read a newspaper article. The cancer-causing chemical has to be consumed up to a certain amount and prolonged consumption to cause cancer. He/she said stop eating it, it can cause cancer even in insignificant amount. What is insignificant amount by the way? some drugs are effective in minute "micrograms" amount. In other countries like china and EU, this chemical can't be used at all, in other words, Pringles in these countries doesn't contain the carcinogen complained! This email is crossing national borders to everyone and the author is telling "dear all" it will kill you if you eat it? Rediculous.
The HK and US government allow this chemical to be used in pringles, part of the responsibility goes to them?
The message goes with a short passage written by the fwd mail author followed by a scanned newspaper.
"
Cannot eat Pringles chips any more
For those who don't read Chinese:
The chemical used in Pringles is also used in hair-perm chemical, a very harmful chemical even on a very insignificant quantity (will cause kidney cancer), adult shouldn't consume more than 0.01g per day while children not more than 0.003g!
Product called back from all HK markets & banned in USA !! It contains cancer causing ingredient for those who don't read Chinese! STOP EATING PRINGLES NOWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!
Please see attached article..
"
Obviously the author doesn't know how to read a newspaper article. The cancer-causing chemical has to be consumed up to a certain amount and prolonged consumption to cause cancer. He/she said stop eating it, it can cause cancer even in insignificant amount. What is insignificant amount by the way? some drugs are effective in minute "micrograms" amount. In other countries like china and EU, this chemical can't be used at all, in other words, Pringles in these countries doesn't contain the carcinogen complained! This email is crossing national borders to everyone and the author is telling "dear all" it will kill you if you eat it? Rediculous.
The HK and US government allow this chemical to be used in pringles, part of the responsibility goes to them?
Monday, December 28, 2009
Friends who came straight out of my mind.
I successfully listed 41 true friends of mine and kept counting, and all these while I was complaining about having untrustworthy friends. I was too much emphasizing on the bad people but didn’t notice the quiet and genuine friends of mine are waiting to be with me.
Some cynical thought of the day titled "Selfishness of yours"
"I’m confused and disturbed, uncertain about how the live the world. You ask me to share with you suggesting you might be able to lead me to the answers. Unfortunately, I don’t even know the questions to be asked yet, even if I ever discover them, I’m sorry but you won’t be the audience. Not that I think you’re incapable of getting the answers right, but it’s more like I know, you don’t care about me." A person who loves you but may be intellectually weaker than you has more chances of understanding your real issue even it's a very difficult one, as opposed to the people around you who are more intellectually capable of telling you the answer has a problem of "pre-help barrier" which includes not listening.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
My Enemy
=Blinding pride=
- thinks that we need certain degree of rational pride as one of the elements that builds up confidence that let us succeed in what we do.
- prudence in handling pride is critical. As if you're not aware, too much of it is intoxicating.
=High expectation on others=
- find it irrational to expect others to have well-mannered behavior. As it is unnecessary and tiring, leading to unhappiness.
- recommends solution of humble self but overdo things but differentiate that this treatment should not be applied to others as I did. Previously.
- No one can be flawless. Within an interacting community. Every individual have varying degree and type of flaws. As we grow into adulthood, some flaws which are complex and difficult to be understood by people around us who cares i.e. some problems within us that only we ourselves can discover and find our own "custom-made" solution. Most people will choose avoidance as usual as it is perceived as the easier solution. When these individuals keep avoiding them, the bad experiences caused by their own unresolved problems, whether directly or indirectly, will haunt them throughout their lives. As an outcome, inducing fear. This is the point when people have to disguise subconsciously. Exacerbating the issue when if we innocently face it from the beginning, we could be happier - genuinely proud of ourselves and let our family and friends be comfortable around us.
"
"Defensive pessimism is a strategy used in specific situations to manage anxiety, fear, and worry," says Norem... "Defensive pessimists - prepare for a situation by setting low expectations for themselves, then follow up with a very detailed assessment of everything that may go wrong." Once they've imagined the full range of bad outcomes, they start figuring out how they'll handle them, and that gives them a sense of control.
"
=Patience=
- author is lazy to describe how important patience is. Readers interested to read to this extent should be a patient person yourself, aye, aye, aye?
- recommending for myself to get more "dose" of this.
- thinks that we need certain degree of rational pride as one of the elements that builds up confidence that let us succeed in what we do.
- prudence in handling pride is critical. As if you're not aware, too much of it is intoxicating.
=High expectation on others=
- find it irrational to expect others to have well-mannered behavior. As it is unnecessary and tiring, leading to unhappiness.
- recommends solution of humble self but overdo things but differentiate that this treatment should not be applied to others as I did. Previously.
- No one can be flawless. Within an interacting community. Every individual have varying degree and type of flaws. As we grow into adulthood, some flaws which are complex and difficult to be understood by people around us who cares i.e. some problems within us that only we ourselves can discover and find our own "custom-made" solution. Most people will choose avoidance as usual as it is perceived as the easier solution. When these individuals keep avoiding them, the bad experiences caused by their own unresolved problems, whether directly or indirectly, will haunt them throughout their lives. As an outcome, inducing fear. This is the point when people have to disguise subconsciously. Exacerbating the issue when if we innocently face it from the beginning, we could be happier - genuinely proud of ourselves and let our family and friends be comfortable around us.
"
"Defensive pessimism is a strategy used in specific situations to manage anxiety, fear, and worry," says Norem... "Defensive pessimists - prepare for a situation by setting low expectations for themselves, then follow up with a very detailed assessment of everything that may go wrong." Once they've imagined the full range of bad outcomes, they start figuring out how they'll handle them, and that gives them a sense of control.
"
=Patience=
- author is lazy to describe how important patience is. Readers interested to read to this extent should be a patient person yourself, aye, aye, aye?
- recommending for myself to get more "dose" of this.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Morphosis/My Life is changing
=It has been 1.5 years now=
In Malaysia: big influence (mindset) from Mom. Restless too because of the redundant political pressure. Had 'multipurpose' good friends around to comfort me and fool around and had great time with my girlfriend (ex now). Not enough exercise due to lack of facilities, air pollution and insane traffics in KL. Commercialized Hongky, Taiwanese and english music.
In Australia: Judging the world independently and no arms to reach when problem strikes. Living in an Australian easy culture... beers, nachos, excessive holidays etc. Good friends are Australians, having communication jerks all the time. Making cool and smarter friends at uni. Karate and swimming - love it! Both good and commercialize music accessible.
=I become myself again=
I was raised in a business family. Striving and success has been closely defined according to wealth. I can still remember my teacher's and family's comments about my personality when I was in kindergarten & primary school. An honest, real, compassionate, talkative, questioning and gave a lot of trouble during my primary school 'legacy'. I presume these properties was originally me (partly inherited from my parents and smaller proportion of environmental up bringing), as I, like most kids, have not developed convoluted thoughts, no sexual bias due to hormone spike ... yes they do play a role... and importantly feeling content just from being original.
I cannot blame them for manipulating my thoughts because those were just immense caring overwhelming the rationalization that was suppose to be imbued into my mind. By the way, I did have a satisfactory life even under their influence, just it's even better now that I think independently, and I feel more 'alive' - if you know what I mean. The feeling of having no back ups is dodgy, comprise of uncertainties and confident decisions with uncertainties again - derived from insufficient understanding of the source of decision.
I have my short term path laid nicely. I'm going to have a relatively nicer CV for a better chance of getting a job. Those were thought by my mom: "look ahead of you, prioritize your task", etc. Thanks mom, you're a Champ. Needless to say you literally are a champ with your collection of awards gathering dust in your store room. Even with the hardest and complex decision on future careers' paths, I can still remember a systematic way of decision making - plotting a powerful decision table told by my elder bro who's now a multinational company's important person with two smarty sons. Great news is, he's finally returning to home after 13 years of career battle and decided to stay near us. I'm thinking right now of reuniting with them, won't that be great, just as a family?
BUT wait... With so much gratitude and proper planning. I still feel that there is so much more that I can do. This was the feeling that lead me to write this blog. And open end. I'm looking for the one, who will pull two ends of a line together and make a complete, self sufficient, forever running circle - a nicely said metaphor which means to me that love is like batteries, giving the calculator extra power when there's not enough light source. I know, I make funny metaphors. That's the drawback of being blunt and inefficient knowledge of vocabulary use. Nevertheless, thinking back, my formal relationship did played the "battery" role. When I work, late night or sick, I still had the energy to kept going. I could memorize the most boring lecture ever just because I know the purpose of doing so - that is to make her proud. Even after I remotely settled in Australia, distant from her, I feel even 'stronger' to strive hard, until last two semester, I manage to do only what I like and neglecting the things which are still important but unfortunately not my favorite. Oh well, results are coming out, I shall face the collateral damage very soon (although I should pass all of them).
I guess most people will have to overcome the similar problem I'm facing now. If somebody manages to live through means that there should be an answer. I just need to learn how to deal with it which is still a puzzle. I'm not complaining, instead I am happy that I have met a problem in which I will solve in a future time. I will be good.
"Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you'll land among the stars."
- Les Brown
In Malaysia: big influence (mindset) from Mom. Restless too because of the redundant political pressure. Had 'multipurpose' good friends around to comfort me and fool around and had great time with my girlfriend (ex now). Not enough exercise due to lack of facilities, air pollution and insane traffics in KL. Commercialized Hongky, Taiwanese and english music.
In Australia: Judging the world independently and no arms to reach when problem strikes. Living in an Australian easy culture... beers, nachos, excessive holidays etc. Good friends are Australians, having communication jerks all the time. Making cool and smarter friends at uni. Karate and swimming - love it! Both good and commercialize music accessible.
=I become myself again=
I was raised in a business family. Striving and success has been closely defined according to wealth. I can still remember my teacher's and family's comments about my personality when I was in kindergarten & primary school. An honest, real, compassionate, talkative, questioning and gave a lot of trouble during my primary school 'legacy'. I presume these properties was originally me (partly inherited from my parents and smaller proportion of environmental up bringing), as I, like most kids, have not developed convoluted thoughts, no sexual bias due to hormone spike ... yes they do play a role... and importantly feeling content just from being original.
I cannot blame them for manipulating my thoughts because those were just immense caring overwhelming the rationalization that was suppose to be imbued into my mind. By the way, I did have a satisfactory life even under their influence, just it's even better now that I think independently, and I feel more 'alive' - if you know what I mean. The feeling of having no back ups is dodgy, comprise of uncertainties and confident decisions with uncertainties again - derived from insufficient understanding of the source of decision.
I have my short term path laid nicely. I'm going to have a relatively nicer CV for a better chance of getting a job. Those were thought by my mom: "look ahead of you, prioritize your task", etc. Thanks mom, you're a Champ. Needless to say you literally are a champ with your collection of awards gathering dust in your store room. Even with the hardest and complex decision on future careers' paths, I can still remember a systematic way of decision making - plotting a powerful decision table told by my elder bro who's now a multinational company's important person with two smarty sons. Great news is, he's finally returning to home after 13 years of career battle and decided to stay near us. I'm thinking right now of reuniting with them, won't that be great, just as a family?
BUT wait... With so much gratitude and proper planning. I still feel that there is so much more that I can do. This was the feeling that lead me to write this blog. And open end. I'm looking for the one, who will pull two ends of a line together and make a complete, self sufficient, forever running circle - a nicely said metaphor which means to me that love is like batteries, giving the calculator extra power when there's not enough light source. I know, I make funny metaphors. That's the drawback of being blunt and inefficient knowledge of vocabulary use. Nevertheless, thinking back, my formal relationship did played the "battery" role. When I work, late night or sick, I still had the energy to kept going. I could memorize the most boring lecture ever just because I know the purpose of doing so - that is to make her proud. Even after I remotely settled in Australia, distant from her, I feel even 'stronger' to strive hard, until last two semester, I manage to do only what I like and neglecting the things which are still important but unfortunately not my favorite. Oh well, results are coming out, I shall face the collateral damage very soon (although I should pass all of them).
I guess most people will have to overcome the similar problem I'm facing now. If somebody manages to live through means that there should be an answer. I just need to learn how to deal with it which is still a puzzle. I'm not complaining, instead I am happy that I have met a problem in which I will solve in a future time. I will be good.
"Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you'll land among the stars."
- Les Brown
Friday, May 1, 2009
Independence Day
I almost died twice when I was on riding a bike. Sounds exaggerating but it was only few seconds gap that separated the life and death. From killing me this evening it became a second warning letter.
Flase alarm: I was cornering from a steep and straight downhill, enjoying the cool breeze came with the speed. I was not expecting extensive parkings on that road. Like cornering described below (see second time) I flipped over into a lawn and spun on it like horizontal ballet and I wasn't hurt.
First time: I was crashing the turn at the lights without intention (like Singapore - even green is on you edge out and wait until opposite direction's car is clear before you turn) - I should never cycle too early in the morning because I was still not completely awakened and saw green light but didn't bother to stop. The car slowed down at the traffic lights even he/she has the green light from about 800m away. Ended up slightly colliding my back wheel and bent.
Second time: This evening at approximately 3pm. On my way back I cycled an 'S' downhill with max speed. Cars were allowed to run at 40kmh restriction and it was lovely that this is Australia, people don't get away from persecution due to pigmentation factor, road rules applies to everyone and that old folk drove his BMW slowly. While I was cornering, I was surprised to see that red BMW so near hence I reflectively breaked, I should break less so that I reduce speed and not flip over by my momentum - may be you can recommend what I should have done? I flipped over when I got closer and closer to perpendicular angle with the road and I was thrown down and rolled several rounds - kind of enjoyable rolling with great momentum honestly. Now with bloody scratches on the skin of my right knee, ankle, knuckle on fist and shoulder I suffer only stinging when shower. Mom was right, I was wrapping the bike, wasn't the other way, car's always worth the price. Nobody let my mom know about this please! I shall ride like a turtle from now on.
Cut the jokiness
"I'm sorry, I would slow down next time" was what I said to the driver when he came to check me out resting on where I landed. I prayed that he doesn't have heart conditions. It happened in seconds and all I knew is that the car's running wheel was not far away from my body. Within that brief time, I thought of the helmet protecting my head and the condition of my brother's bag that I was carrying which indicates I didn't really manage to think of anything with that amount of time. After that I rested on the road side and checked my wounds. I wasn't worried about myself, instead, I thought of my mother and siblings and became sentimental. I would wanna leave them a message say ifwas touchwood it was a mess instead. I thought that I would say "sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you" to my mom, I was dumb for not thinking about the correlation of slow = more time to react hence safety. Imagine if she raised me up and now almost graduating from UQ and I write a full-stop to her effort, more than that, she lost her beloved son although with good amount of insurace claims.
Being a Casualty
Once I arrive the residence I went look for the first aid box. Sarah Woodlands brought me to get the first aid box and try to calm me down and tried to probe me in thinking if I have awkward feelings such as dizziness and being cautious she wanted to check if I cracked my skull (imagine I took of my helmet and she checking - look hilarious but I think she's brilliant). I tend to have this nature of persuading ppl not to worry when I'm hurt. I'm guessing she being the elder sibling doesn't buy it but taking every precautions, good work for not being decieved! All casualties needs attention, otherwise they might have a glass shatters at the hind skull but smiling at you! I have to say I was glad someone concerned too. A part the cause of my mental nature, most residents are younger than me and didn't really bother to check out this guy smiling with bloody wounds.
Life is great and I wanna appreciate it. Accidents poke through ours skin to warn us from danger as well as refreshes our mind about the primary things that matters and should be pending to be done and telling us how silly it is to live in our past unfortunate memories. This scratches on my skin stings me but also make me feel more alive. I wanna do more karate with my friends here, study harder and keep moving on my path!
Lastly, purchase your own INSURANCE now! +60125233689 Vanessa (Malaysia).
Flase alarm: I was cornering from a steep and straight downhill, enjoying the cool breeze came with the speed. I was not expecting extensive parkings on that road. Like cornering described below (see second time) I flipped over into a lawn and spun on it like horizontal ballet and I wasn't hurt.
First time: I was crashing the turn at the lights without intention (like Singapore - even green is on you edge out and wait until opposite direction's car is clear before you turn) - I should never cycle too early in the morning because I was still not completely awakened and saw green light but didn't bother to stop. The car slowed down at the traffic lights even he/she has the green light from about 800m away. Ended up slightly colliding my back wheel and bent.
Second time: This evening at approximately 3pm. On my way back I cycled an 'S' downhill with max speed. Cars were allowed to run at 40kmh restriction and it was lovely that this is Australia, people don't get away from persecution due to pigmentation factor, road rules applies to everyone and that old folk drove his BMW slowly. While I was cornering, I was surprised to see that red BMW so near hence I reflectively breaked, I should break less so that I reduce speed and not flip over by my momentum - may be you can recommend what I should have done? I flipped over when I got closer and closer to perpendicular angle with the road and I was thrown down and rolled several rounds - kind of enjoyable rolling with great momentum honestly. Now with bloody scratches on the skin of my right knee, ankle, knuckle on fist and shoulder I suffer only stinging when shower. Mom was right, I was wrapping the bike, wasn't the other way, car's always worth the price. Nobody let my mom know about this please! I shall ride like a turtle from now on.
Cut the jokiness
"I'm sorry, I would slow down next time" was what I said to the driver when he came to check me out resting on where I landed. I prayed that he doesn't have heart conditions. It happened in seconds and all I knew is that the car's running wheel was not far away from my body. Within that brief time, I thought of the helmet protecting my head and the condition of my brother's bag that I was carrying which indicates I didn't really manage to think of anything with that amount of time. After that I rested on the road side and checked my wounds. I wasn't worried about myself, instead, I thought of my mother and siblings and became sentimental. I would wanna leave them a message say ifwas touchwood it was a mess instead. I thought that I would say "sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you" to my mom, I was dumb for not thinking about the correlation of slow = more time to react hence safety. Imagine if she raised me up and now almost graduating from UQ and I write a full-stop to her effort, more than that, she lost her beloved son although with good amount of insurace claims.
Being a Casualty
Once I arrive the residence I went look for the first aid box. Sarah Woodlands brought me to get the first aid box and try to calm me down and tried to probe me in thinking if I have awkward feelings such as dizziness and being cautious she wanted to check if I cracked my skull (imagine I took of my helmet and she checking - look hilarious but I think she's brilliant). I tend to have this nature of persuading ppl not to worry when I'm hurt. I'm guessing she being the elder sibling doesn't buy it but taking every precautions, good work for not being decieved! All casualties needs attention, otherwise they might have a glass shatters at the hind skull but smiling at you! I have to say I was glad someone concerned too. A part the cause of my mental nature, most residents are younger than me and didn't really bother to check out this guy smiling with bloody wounds.
Life is great and I wanna appreciate it. Accidents poke through ours skin to warn us from danger as well as refreshes our mind about the primary things that matters and should be pending to be done and telling us how silly it is to live in our past unfortunate memories. This scratches on my skin stings me but also make me feel more alive. I wanna do more karate with my friends here, study harder and keep moving on my path!
Lastly, purchase your own INSURANCE now! +60125233689 Vanessa (Malaysia).
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