What a Blank Day

What a blank day today... the problem with me today is that i was unable to sleep for long hours after back from working night shift and i'm not sure if i have already got myself ready to work tonight. Is this becuase of the body clock problem which i always believe it is? But anyway, in order to encounter this bad feeling, what i usually do is to grasp some input.. normally from books. What i have read today was about selling. I didnt really remember the name of the book, it's something like Zigler's 101 xxx which i read it at BORDERS just now about hours ago. The paragraph was began with some questions like to whom do you communicate the most often? To whom do you communicate the most effective? - I think the answer would be more of less the same for those who were posted with these questions, they are nobody other then our family and friends. According to the author, some sales people might choose to sell their product to strangers first instead of their family and some close friends.. why is this so? What it explained was because they dont feel like pushing their product to them as it seems to cost own pockets. But then, i personally strongly agree with the next argument that the author has said, why dont you want to get your product to your family and friends if it is really GOOD? People keep good stuff for themselves, dont they? What a great thinking is this... i was really like awaken to it by this suddenly at that moment, and i laughed to myself in my sleeve as i have never thought about this at all! So if i were in sales one day, i must be clear if the product is really good and love it myself before i wish others to. By getting some input, it may turn your day the other way... instead of like a paper - A Blankness.

生命的天空

当我们开始学会感觉...我们就感觉到有两个心跳，好像有节奏般的，一个是妈妈的，一个是我们的...慢慢的我们开始学会走...家人都很开心的给你鼓励...人人都会是父母亲哥哥姐姐心里的王子还是公主。当我们懂得自己养活自己的时候...就感觉的身边从前对你疼爱的人慢慢的老去了...为什么人生的道路总是让人有离别的恐惧？

人生的道路...对我来说就是来这个世界旅游一圈。一开始我们总是跌倒，很多人都牵着你走，带着你保护你，...慢慢的你会觉得有些人累了...停了下来...有些人虽然累了还是在路上给你安慰..给你支持...一直到他们走不下去。看过或听说过人家的过去，人总是在拥有爱的时候没有好好地珍惜，直到是去了才会觉得它的珍贵。为什么珍贵呢？其实很简单....

...在你起身了过后，那壶水总是温温的...

...你去工作的时候，总是有个很熟悉的面孔看着你离去...

...在你还没有肚子饿之前就会为你的肚子担心....

...当你做错了事情，他们会很在乎因为他们心疼，然后再给你包容...

在我们父母的心底我们永远是他们的孩子...不管多么的辛苦...总是在我们的身边支持我们。很多人都不知道有一天他们离去了...我们成为孤儿的时候...那种感觉是多么的痛呢？我们会在多少个夜里哭泣呢？心会是多么的痛呢？那种痛其实是源自于在你可以牵他们走的时候，他们累了...这个绝对会是个最痛的遗憾...

所以我一直都深信人生我两件事不能等...第一是孝顺，第二是行善...人生其实真的很短...我在开始懂得感觉到现在都超过了20个年头。到现在还不能真正的做那两件事情...为什么自己还是一事无成呢？心里的挣扎，真的没有几个人懂... 在这个迷茫的人生道路中，我应该怎么做才能在最短的时间里给他们最多的呢？ 

Tomb-Sweeping (Valentine in 1996)

Hope everybody could stay close to their loves, just like those birds in the sky, as the picture has shown. Thank you for every moment to be with you.. i dont really know you but i felt your love in the family, you're still in my heart.. a person who i seldom mentioned in my life after that... 

The valentine's celebration was called off in 1996 for those couples in my family because my grandmother went out of this world, sadly. The day has really filled with grievous cries and sorrow including myself instead of sweet love feel and romance. I'm not really sure if i was that sad because of this as i was only in primary three at that point of time, but the thing that i'm very sure is that my tear fallen off when i was woken up and told about this bad news. She was my first person left me in my life, as a child at that time, i was not really aware the preciousness of the bond of love. 13 years later, as of today, i could not imagine how pain it was if somebody left me in my life again, which i strongly do not hope so, espacially to my parents. What i can do now are to treat them well with all my heart and pray for them stilly. I have attended the tomb-sweeping day for 13 times without fail, but what's the real purpose behind all these? Do we really just want to keep the tomb clean? Then why only once a year? Why don't we do it monthly? weekly? or the best is of course daily. To me, it means different to me, or maybe it is the same to others, i dont know. It has got nothing to do with the phrase that we have in chinese, be thankful to the source of the water when we drink, if it really does (be thankful to the love given by the person before he or she left), then we have to clean the tomb, says weekly, to be reasonable. But it is not, in fact. The purpose of having such festival is to bring all the family members togather, and ultimately, strengthen the bond of love between people. It is simple, isnt it? So, apprecaite those people around you, families, friends, colleagues.. pets. Gratitude, thankfulness and appreciation should have existed in between shouder... Thanks to everyone in my life - my parents, love, mentors, friends...

p/s: The picture in this posting was taken on my way home from tomb sweeping day. 

Stress has been visualised...

To my suprise, i have got 2 comments for my first blog in such a short time.. thanks brothers, i will definitly keep myself going! It really triggers me to continue writing now even though i was not thinking of doing so at this hour. After more then 8 hours of working.. feeling exhausted.. dry and harsh... but to be frank it was not supposed to be like this as there is no much things to follow up at work today. So where is the problem? Erm.. i think most probably it is something doing with my internal image that has always been visualised. When people talk about work, immediately those descriptions come acorss people's mind are like.. tiring.. tensional.. problematic... but in fact it is not. So sometimes people are easily to be distracted and influenced without our direct awareness. That's why people screw this screw that at work even though the problem was not really as bad as people look at it. This is why internal visualised image is so important to us in such a way that it leads us to our target subconciously. Erm... why dont i practise this as i have already alived to its importance? Actually i have asked myself about this for many times.. but the reason is still remained unknown.. maybe i have not yet master the skill.. no idea. but i will try my best anyway...     

The beginning.. the debut..

It has been quite sometimes ago i heard about blogging.. and i'm not really attracted to it as it seems insecure and i don't feel like telling the whole world about my secret. But after reading tons of friends' blog, i found that my concept was distorted. That is writing blog doesn't mean i have to expose everything of mine on the net, but it's just like a space where i could keep all my notes, of course the note of life. That why it's chapters of life. At the end of the day, i would refer back to all of these notes and share with my love one like what i have done, what i have planned to do and did it successfully and what i didn't. In addition, it is said that it brings some benefits where i'm able to know the variance between my actual plan and the standard that has been set. So it could also be the way to improve oneself. Down to the ground, what i'm trying to talk about here is to persuade myself to sustain the habit of writing blog, i dont know when would be my next post, how long does my perseverance last.. but i hope the interval could be as short as possible. As a chinese educated student, it seems a bit inarticulated in writing stuff in my second language, however i'm trying to get the best of mine to make it as emotional and vivid as i can. But i think chinese is still the first choice when it comes to express myself far from language can do. My eyelids are now getting closer to each other, what the hack when other people could relax themselve whilst i have to get up at 10 to 6 in the morning and work.. my god.. it is so tiring.. as of now, to have good sleep is the most precious....v('.')v