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Wednesday, 19 January 2005

  • We live in a pathologically dissatisfied world. And I'm going to tell you why. Because we love to compare.

    Go around the world and discover that people aren't happy with their bodies. Filipinos want to be fair-complexioned like Westerners and so buy bleaching stuff.

    Westerners want to own bronzed bodies like ours and so purchase tanning lotions. Those with moles have them removed, while those who don't strategically implant beauty spots.

    Some people want to shed a few pounds to look like Ally McBeal, while others want to gain some baby fat to look like Drew Barrymore.

    When are we ever going to stop and simply be happy with how we look? We live in a sick world, I tell you. And that sickness is comparisonitis.

    Take a look at wealth.

    When we drive our old Honda, it really suits us fine.
    We feel blessed in fact when the rain pours outside and we feel snug and cozy on its faded upholstered seats.

    But the moment we see our own office mate (or neighbor, or buddy, or cousin, or brother) drive his sleek sky-blue, four-door, four- wheel- drive Mercedez, we automatically feel like third-class children of God.

    Next time we drive our bumpy, noisy, rusted, dilapidated Honda,(notice how all the defects come out all of a sudden?), we feel deprived, dispossessed, pariah, debased and only a little higher than the insects of the earth.

    Listen carefully.

    Bill Gates total assets are worth $60 billion. That's more than the GNP of some small countries. Tiger Woods earns $80 million simply by smiling on TV in a Nike shirt. And the stars of the sitcom Friends are paid $750,000 per episode!

    My point?

    No matter how hard you work, there'll still be some people who will be richer than you are. And there'll be some people who will be more beautiful, have more sex appeal, have more boyfriends and have more problems.

    Try it for once. Stop looking around. Don't compare! Don't compare her nose with your nose. Don't compare his wife with your wife. Don't compare his salary with your salary. Don't compare her breast size with your breast size. Don't compare her kids report card with your kids report card. Don't compare his prayer group with your prayer group. Don't compare her cellulite deposits with your cellulite deposits.

    For crying out loud, Stop comparing and Start living! And you'll be happier with your life. The most difficult thing in the world is to be who you are not. Pretending and trying to be someone else is the official pastime of the human race.

    And the easiest thing in the world is to be yourself. Be happy. Live! There must be a reason why God made you tall or short or fat or thin or bumpy all over. Love who you are!

    Be happy, it's not that difficult!

Saturday, 15 January 2005

  • It's 12.24pm...but I am already feeling so sleepy..  Maybe because it's Saturday and I work half day and could be that I am juz feeling lazy because I know I have only half and hour more to go to GO HOME ! Yeyyyy !!  

    Dean had gone with his family to the church for his cousin's wedding. Awwwww..isn't that sweet. Just to bad I am working today, otherwise I'll be there too juz to watch Dean's marriage-fear face expression !   I am quite surprised that Dean followed his parents along to wedding occasions.   Ahhh..well... I am sure this would be an eye-opener for him. WHO KNOWS, he might changed his mind quick and propose to me tomorrow!   Since he's gonna be away the whole afternoon... I guess I'll juz go shopping after this, get myself sum nice stuffs , buy sum groceries, head home and probably make pasta.  yyyyuuuuummmm... i luvvvv my pasta.  I think I need to spend sum time with my Jiggy too. Have you seen Jiggy? He's an adorable and faithful little sweet cat....  Ok folks, it's time to get ready and go home... By the way, where are you guys.. d Poohs.. ???

Friday, 14 January 2005

  • I think today I am going to talk about on how to stay young...  Might come in useful to some of you out there...

    1) Throw out non-essential numbers. This includes age, weight and height.  Let the doctors worry about them. That is why you pay "them" !

    2) Don't grouch..it only pulls you downnnn...

    3) Keep learning. Learn more about the computers, crafts, gardening..watever. Never let the brain goes idle.. An Idle mind is the devil's workship. And the devil's name is Alzheimers.

    4) Enjoy the simple things..

    5) Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.

    6) The tears happen..endure, grieve.. and move on. The only person who is with us our entire life.. is ourselves. Be ALIVE while you are still alive.

    7) Surround yourself with what you love. Whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music, hobbies..watever. Your home is your refuge.

    8) Cherish your health. If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve.. go and get help.

    9) Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the next country, to a a foreign country but NOT to where the guilt is.

    10) Tell the people you love, that you love them...   at every opportunnity.

    and remember... life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but rather by the moments that take our breath away...

     

Thursday, 13 January 2005

  • If you don't read this to the very end, you have lost a day in your life. And when you have finished, believe me, this will leave you bringing back some real good memories .

    George Carlin's Views on Aging

    Do you realise that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is when we're kids? If you're less than 10 years old, you're so excited about aging that you think in fractions.

    "How old are you?" "I'm four and a half!" You're never thirty-six and a half. You're four and a half, goin on five!

    That's the key. You get into your teens now they can't hold you back. You jump to the next number, or even a few ahead. "How old are you?" "I'm gonna be 16! And then the greatest day of your life... you become 21 ! Even the words sound like a ceremony.... YOU BECOME 21! YESSSS !!!!!

    But then you turn 30.  Ooooh, what happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk! He turned 30.. we had to throw him out. There's no fun now, yo're just a sour-dumpling. What's wrong? What's changed?

    you BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you're PUSHING 40. Whoaa! Put on the brakes, it's all slipping away. Before you know it, you REACH 50 and your dreams are "gone". But wait!!! you MAKE it to 60.. you didn't think you would. So, you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and MAKE it to 60.  You've built up so much speed that you HIT 70 !! After that, it's a day by day thing, you HIT Wednesday!

    You get into your 80s and everyday is a complete cycle, you HIT lunch, you TURN 4:30, you REACH bedtime. And it doesn't end there. Into the 90s, you start going backwards, "I was JUST 92."

    Then a strange thing happens.  If you make it over 100, you become a little kid again. "I'm 100 and a half!"  May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!

     

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