A Walk With Daniel

Hope Our Hospital Staff Doesn't End Up Like Tis

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Mon, 09 Jan 2012 12:51:00 +0000

I really hope that our hospital staff won't end up like this fella when our hospital opens in the future. It's gonna be a classic if it happens... I'll b d 1st to fly down there & congratulate him kekeke

Hospital regulations require a wheel chair for patients being discharged. However, while working as a student nurse, I found one elderly gentleman already dressed and sitting on the bed with a suitcase at his feet, who insisted he didn't need my help to leave the hospital.

After a chat about rules being rules, he reluctantly let me wheel him to the elevator.

On the way down I asked him if his wife was meeting him.

'I don't know,' he said.

'She's still upstairs in the bathroom changing out of her hospital gown.

I Wanna Grow Old Like This ;p

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Mon, 09 Jan 2012 12:34:00 +0000

This one is really good... i wanna grow old like this.. though it's kinda weird, but wat da heck. enjoy ur life.

Couple in their nineties are both having problems remembering things. During a checkup, the doctor tells them that they're physically okay, but they might want to start writing things down to help them remember ..

Later that night, while watching TV, the old man gets up from his chair. 'Want anything while I'm in the kitchen?' he asks.

'Will you get me a bowl of ice cream?'

'Sure..'

'Don't you think you should write it down so you can remember it?' she asks.

'No, I can remember it..'

'Well, I'd like some strawberries on top, too. Maybe you should write it down, so as not to forget it?' He says, 'I can remember that. You want a bowl of ice cream with strawberries.'

'I'd also like whipped cream. I'm certain you'll forget that, write it down?' she asks.

Irritated, he says, 'I don't need to write it down, I can remember it! Ice cream with strawberries and whipped cream - I got it, for goodness sake!'

Then he toddles into the kitchen. After about 20 minutes, The old man returns from the kitchen and hands his wife a plate of bacon and eggs.. She stares at the plate for a moment.

'Where's my toast ?'

What Goes Around, Comes Around

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Fri, 06 Jan 2012 02:05:00 +0000

It has been a particularly busy day today, with loads of thing to clear on my table… plus with all the phone calls coming in from different people with various ‘problems’… and many emails to clear, read, respond to… “gawsh… I was thinking to myself. What a start of a day” but one particular email that just came attracted my attention as the heading doesn’t seem to be the usual ones. It says “What Goes Around Comes Around”.

Though it’s an email which I think many would have received and read many times before, but it’s worth reading it again. It’ll definitely touch your heart.

WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND...

One day a man saw an old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her.

Even with the smile on his face, she looked worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he looked poor and hungry.

He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was that chill which only fear can put in you.

He said, 'I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson.'

Well, all she had was a flat tyre, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two.. Soon he was able to change the tyre. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.

As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid.

Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped.

Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way.

He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, 'And think of me.'

He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight.

A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps.

The whole scene was unfamiliar to her.

The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn't erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger.

Then she remembered Bryan .. After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back.

The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin.

There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: 'You don't owe me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you.' Under the napkin were four more $100.

Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day.

That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written.

How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard....

She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, 'Everything's going to be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson.'

There is an old saying... 'What goes around comes around.'

Today I send you this story, and I'm asking you to pass it on.

Let this light shine.

God works in mysterious ways and sometimes puts people in our lives for a reason.

Don't delete it, don't return it...

Simply, pass this on to a friend, i just did...

Listen And You’ll Hear

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Wed, 21 Dec 2011 01:53:00 +0000

Today, with the advancement of technology, and with the stress at work, home and life, and with all distracting things which are happening around us, we tend not to listen. And I do not mean listening with your ears, but with your HEART.

One of the hardest thing to do is learning to listen.

You will probably find it difficult to quiet your distracting thoughts enough to hear God's voice. One of the good way to begin hearing Him speak is through daily reading of the scriptures. It is an excellent way to listen -- and often the result is unexpected answers to some of your questions.

PRAY and your prayers will be answered. It doesn’t necessary come from words of God, but if we listen with our heart, you’ll know very well that God answers your prayers.

When you have found others who also believe in Jesus, join with them to pray. Hearing others express their hearts to the Lord is a great catalyst to the growth of your own faith. You will soon find yourself looking forward to those times together.

Most important of all, remember that prayer is continual conversation with the One you are learning to love and trust. Just looking up into the sky and smiling at Him or giving your own hand a squeeze -- as if holding the Lord's hand -- can bring you right back into the closeness you need with Him at that moment.

Pray and it’ll be answered. Listen and you’ll hear. Feel and you’ll be touched.

An Inspiring Story

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Wed, 14 Dec 2011 13:29:00 +0000

I want to share a short story with all who visits my blog. Though I know they are not many, but I know by the little who has come here, I still want to share this story.

Notice the Beautiful Things

I had a very special teacher in high school many years ago whose husband unexpectedly died suddenly of a heart attack. About a week after his death, she shared some of her insight with a classroom of students.

As the late afternoon sunlight came streaming in through the classroom windows and the class was nearly over, she moved a few things aside on the edge of her desk and sat down there.

With a gentle look of reflection on her face, she paused and said, "Before class is over, I would like to share with all of you a thought that is unrelated to class, but which I feel is very important.
Each of us is put here on earth to learn, share, love, appreciate and give of ourselves. None of us knows when this fantastic experience will end. It can be taken away at any moment.

Perhaps this is God's way of telling us that we must make the most out of every single day."

Her eyes beginning to water, she went on, "So I would like you all to make me a promise. From now on, on your way to school, or on your way home, find something beautiful to notice. It doesn't have to be something you see - it could be a scent-perhaps of freshly baked bread wafting out of someone's house, or it could be the sound of the breeze slightly rustling the leaves in the trees, or the way the morning light catches one autumn leaf as it falls gently to the ground.

Please look for these things, and cherish them. For, although it may sound trite to some, these things are the "stuff" of life. The little things we are put here on earth to enjoy. The things we often take for granted. We must make it important to notice them, for at any time... it can all be taken away."

The class was completely quiet. We all picked up our books and filed out of the room silently. That afternoon, I noticed more things on my way home from school than I had that whole semester. Every once in a while, I think of that teacher and remember what an impression she made on all of us, and I try to appreciate all of those things that sometimes we all overlook.

Take notice of something special you see on your lunch hour today. Go barefoot. Or walk on the beach at sunset. Stop off on the way home tonight to get a double-dip ice cream cone. For as we get older, it is not the things we did that we often regret, but the things we didn't do.

The Pastor and his son

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Sat, 10 Dec 2011 22:56:00 +0000

Something worth sharing

A good reminder of God's Love.

Every Sunday afternoon, after the morning service at the church, the Pastor and his eleven year old son would go out into their town and hand out Gospel Tracts. This particular Sunday afternoon, as it came time for the Pastor and his son to go to the streets with their tracts, it was very cold outside, as well as pouring down rain.

The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said, 'OK, dad, I'm ready.'

His Pastor dad asked, 'Ready for what?' 'Dad, it's time we gather our tracts together and go out.' Dad responds, 'Son, it's very cold outside and it's pouring down rain.'

The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking, 'But Dad, aren't people still going to Hell, even though it's raining?'

Dad answers, 'Son, I am not going out in this weather.' Despondently, the boy asks, 'Dad, can I go? Please?' His father hesitated for a moment then said, 'Son, you can go. Here are the tracts, be careful son.' 'Thanks Dad!'

And with that, he was off and out into the rain. his eleven year old boy walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing everybody he met in the street a Gospel Tract.

After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone-chilled wet and down to his VERY LAST TRACT. He stopped on a corner and looked for someone to hand a tract to, but the streets were totally deserted. Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk to the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell, but nobody answered. He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited but still no answer.

Finally, this eleven year old trooper turned to leave, but something stopped him. Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and knocked loudly on the door with his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the front porch! He rang again and this time the door slowly opened.

Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady. She softly asked, 'What can I do for you, son?'

With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her world, this little boy said, 'Ma'am, I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that *JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU* and I came to give you my very last Gospel Tract which will tell you all about JESUS and His great LOVE.'

With that, he handed her his last tract and turned to leave. She called to him as he departed. 'Thank you, son! And God Bless You!'

Well, the following Sunday morning in church Pastor Dad was in the pulpit. As the service began, he asked, 'Does anybody have any testimony or want to say anything?' Slowly, in the back row of the church, an elderly lady stood to her feet. As she began to speak, a look of glorious radiance came from her face,

'No one in this church knows me. I've never been here before. You see, before last Sunday I was not a Christian. My husband passed on some time ago, leaving me totally alone in this world.

Last Sunday, being a particularly cold and rainy day, it was even more so in my heart that I came to the end of the line where I no longer had any hope or will to live. So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic of my home. I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof, then stood on the chair and fastened the other end of the rope around my neck.

Standing on that chair, so lonely and brokenhearted I was about to leap off, when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me. I thought, 'I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away.'

I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder and more insistent, and then the person ringing also started knocking loudly. I thought to myself again, 'Who on earth could this be? Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to see me.'

I loosened the rope from my neck and started for the front door, all the while the bell rang louder and louder. When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes, for there on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever seen in my life. His SMILE, oh, I could never describe it to you!

The words that came from his mouth caused my heart that had long been dead, TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with a cherub-like voice, 'Ma'am, I just came to tell you that JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU.'

Then he gave me this Gospel Tract that I now hold in my hand. As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I closed my door and read slowly every word of this Gospel Tract. Then I went up to my attic to get my rope and chair. I wouldn't be needing them any more.

You see---I am now a Happy Child of the KING. Since the address of your church was on the back of this Gospel Tract, I have come here to personally say THANK YOU to God's little angel who came just in the nick of time and by so doing, spared my soul from an eternity in hell.'

There was not a dry eye in the church. And as shouts of praise and honor to THE KING resounded off the very rafters of the building, Pastor Dad descended from the pulpit to the front pew where the little angel was seated. He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably. Probably no church has had a more glorious moment, and probably this universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love & honor for his son... Except for One. Our Father also allowed His Son to go out into a cold and dark world. He received His Son back with joy unspeakable, and as all of heaven shouted praises and honor to The King, the Father sat His beloved Son on a throne far above all principality and power and every name that is named.

Blessed are your eyes for reading this message. Don't let this message die, read it again and pass it to others.

Heaven is for His people! Remember, God's message CAN make the difference in the life of someone close to you.

Please share this wonderful message...

'Faith is the affirmation and the act that bids eternal truth be present fact.' Coleridge

Just 3 Words Three things in life that, once gone, never come back

1. Time

2. Words

3. Opportunity

Three things in life that can destroy a person

1. Anger

2. Pride

3. Unforgiveness

Three things in life that you should never lose

1. Hope

2. Peace

3. Honesty

Three things in life that are most valuable

1. Love

2. Family & Friends

3. Kindness

Three things in life that are never certain

1. Fortune

2. Success

3. Dreams

Three things that make a person

1. Commitment

2. Sincerity

3. Hard work

Three things that are truly constant

Father - Son - Holy Spirit

I ask the Lord to bless you, as I pray for you today; to guide you and protect you, as you go along your way.

God's love is always with you, God's promises are true.

And when you give God all your cares, you know God will see you through.

Pass this along to People you want God to Bless - I just did!

~~~***My God Reigns***~~~

Think & Ponder

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Tue, 06 Dec 2011 02:34:00 +0000

Suppose as you were walking in a dense forest, you strayed off the path and lost your way. Night falls and it becomes dark and cold. You have no food or water. Danger lurks from forest animals. You frantically stumble ahead in the darkness, with no sense of direction. Fear gnaws at you: "I may never make it back to safety."

Just as all hope is fading, your frantic eyes see a dim light in the distance. Suddenly you realize, "Someone is searching for me!" The light grows brighter. It's coming your way. You call out, "Here I am!" The reply comes back: "Keep calling!" Moments later your rescuer appears in the unmistakable uniform of a forest ranger -- one who knows the deep woods and the way home. By the dim light, you study his kind and fatherly face. Steadily he leads you back. As the ranger delivers you to your doorstep, he says, "You're safe now." In sheer relief you respond in the only way you can -- with profound gratitude. "How can I ever repay you?" you ask, knowing no payment could ever suffice.

Should this have been your spiritual being, who will be the uniformed forest ranger be? Where will you find Him?

ima gonna b a b a monkey

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Fri, 21 Oct 2011 14:20:00 +0000

I hv got so many things to write... but i think i wanna write 'bout this, cos ima gonna b a monkey soon... kekeke

When i was fetching 'u know who' back home (as usual, many times he din wanna drive his own car n just wanna tumpang.. *sigh) ... okay... okay... back to d fetching 'u know who' back home...hehehe

So on d way back, it was so blardy heavy rain. So we started chatting crap in d car, n he suddenly said about my flight to KT next Monday (alrite lar... I poor people only travel within d country, no $$$ to go oversea wan... but can fly hor. kekeke ;p)

Ai ya... always gotto detour n talk rubbish half way wan hor tis DK :p

This 'u know who' said that i shud get some bite in d airport b4 boarding n i just said 'ya ya'... then itu muka manyak tebal, he continue n said, bcos d flight is so short from KL to KT, they only serve juice n a small packet of peanut.

N mr. 'u know who' continued n said d last time he flew such a short distance, d person who sat beside him commented to d air stewardess "u ingat kita monyet kar", which I laugh quite loudly (n inside my mind i think 'yalor, tengok itu muka pun macam satu biji saja mar..hahaha')

But come 2 think 'bout it, ima gonna fly soon, n if they gonna serve juice n a small packet of peanut, then ima also gonna b d 'monyet' jugak... so i shut da fark up n din wanna comment further. Mana tau mr. 'u know who' knew wat i was thinking n said "u gonna b serve d same juice n peanut, so u gonna b monyet jugak" hahahaha.

Come 2 think about it, i shud ask d air stewardess d same question when im on d flight "lu ingat kita monyet kar" hahaha

How Do U Spend Ur 86,400

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Thu, 06 Oct 2011 04:19:00 +0000

Just received an email from a friend, and after reading it, thought it’s worth sharing with my friends (*bet we’ve never thought we worth so much)

Interesting concept, and so true.........

Imagine that you had won the following prize in a contest:

Each morning your bank will deposit $86,400.00 in your private account
for your use. However, this prize comes with rules just like any game has certain rules.

The first set of rules would be:

1. The money that you do not spend during each day would be taken
away from you.
2. You may not simply transfer money into some other account.
3. You may only spend it.

Each morning upon awakening, the bank opens your account with another $86,400.00 for that day.

The second set of rules:

1. The bank can end the game without warning. At any time it can say,
“It’s over, the game is over!”
2. It can close the account and you will not receive a new one.

What would you personally do?

You would buy anything and everything you wanted, right?

Not only for yourself, but for all the people you love and your
friends as well, right?

Even for people you don’t know, because you couldn’t possibly spend it
all on yourself, right?

You would try to spend every cent, and use it all, right?

ACTUALLY, THIS GAME IS LIFE!!

Each of us is in possession of such a “magical” bank.

We just can’t seem to see it.

THE MAGICAL BANK IS TIME!

Each awakening morning we receive 86,400 seconds as a gift of life,
and when we go to sleep at night, any remaining time is NOT credited
to us.

What we haven’t lived up to that day is forever lost.

Yesterday is forever gone.

Each morning the account is refilled, but the bank can dissolve your
account at any time…….

WITHOUT WARNING.

WELL, what would you do with your 86,400 seconds?

Aren’t they worth so much more than the same amount in dollars?

Think about that, and always think of this:

Enjoy every second of your life, because time races by so much quicker than you think.

So take care of yourself, and enjoy life with your loved ones & friends as well!

Here’s wishing you a wonderful beautiful day!!!

It is easier to criticize, but DIFFICULT TO IMPROVE!

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Mon, 06 Jun 2011 18:18:00 +0000

This is a good one I'v read. Hopefully all u people out there dont think what i read is crap... haha

"Once upon a time there was a painter who had just completed his course. He took 3 days and painted beautiful scenery. He wanted people's opinion about his caliber and painting skills.

He put his creation at a busy street-crossing. And just down below a board which read -"I have painted this piece. Since I'm new to this profession I might have committed some mistakes in my strokes etc. Please put a cross wherever you see a mistake."

While he came back in the evening to collect his painting he was completely shattered to see that whole canvass was filled with Xs (crosses) and some people had even written their comments on the painting.

Disheartened and broken completely he ran to his master's place and burst into tears.

This young artist was breathing heavily and master heard him saying"I'm useless and if this is what I have learnt to paint I'm not worth becoming a painter. People have rejected me completely. I feel like dying"

Master smiled and suggested "My Son, I will prove that you are a great artist and have learnt flawless painting. Do as I say without questioning it. It WILL work."

Young artist reluctantly agreed and two days later early morning he presented a replica of his earlier painting to his master. Master took that gracefully and smiled.

"Come with me." master said.

They reached the same street-square early morning and displayed the same painting exactly at the same place. Now master took out another board which read -"Gentlemen, I have painted this piece. Since I'm new to this profession I might have committed some mistakes in my strokes etc. I have put a box with colors and brushes just below. Please do a favor. If you see a mistake, kindly pick up the brush and correct it."

Master and disciple walked back home.

They both visited the place same evening. Young painter was surprised to see that actually there was not a single correction done so far. Next day again they visited and found painting remained untouched. They say the painting was kept there for a month for no correction came in!

Moral of the story:

It is easier to criticize, but DIFFICULT TO IMPROVE!

So don't get carried away or judge yourself by someone else’s criticism and feel depressed...

JUDGE YOURSELF! YOU ARE YOUR BEST JUDGE!!!"

A Dilemma

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Thu, 02 Jun 2011 14:30:00 +0000

I trust that up till today, this moment, this minute, every one of us would have been put or faced with situation where you do not wish or do not want to be in that position or even to be the person with that kind of authority, to decide and make a call and put in action certain thing that happened around you.

And I think most of you reading here will unconsciously nodding your heads hehehe

But this is a real story which I have heard and I was dumbfounded when this friend of mine was willing to share this little secret of his life.

Ok, this is how it goes.

Imagine that you are at the stage of your career in an educational institution where you’ve been well recognised by the senior management of your company. But one fine day, one of your senior directors came to tell you that:

SD: Hey, we hv got a situation here.

You: Umm-Hmmm. What is it?

SD: You see. One of our students, NAME, who is the son of the President of XXX (country). But yesterday, he had invited one of his friends, a lady, for a drink in a pub. And after the drink, they went up to the roof of the pub for a chat.

I think the boy was a bit of drunk, and started molesting the girl, and then sexually assaulted her. Now the girl is in my office, crying and traumatised by the incident.

You: (Obviously shocked by the incident) What!? We gotto lodge a police report!

SD: No. You see. The boy is the son of the President of XXX (country). And we have a very good relationship with the country and also every year, they send lots of students here. I want you to take charge of this case and “settle” this case.

This is the situation. What are you gonna do? There are 2 ways to handle this situation.

1) Take the girl to the nearest police station, and make a report against this boy. And face the consequence of being sidelined by your senior management, and certainly there goes the prospect of your career.

2) Go into your SD’s office. Sit the girl down and convince her that she consented to what that had happened on the roof. And tell her that there is no chance of her winning the case since there is consent to that incident. And you will be highly regarded by the senior management of your company, and very quickly you’ll get promoted to a senior position with a fat pay cheque.

How would you handle this?

Damn… I’m getting old, man. Need people to help me decide on trivial matter like this. hahahahaha

Some Random Crap

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Sun, 10 Apr 2011 09:14:00 +0000

People used to tell me that since I’m a XXX graduate, I should be doing something that is related to what I’v been taught n not doing IT thing. Patching, updating, bla bla bla…

So when the opportunity comes, I jumped into it without much thinking. Now it’s been almost a yr since d day I jumped into this sea of highly educated people (but can’t think bcos they’v got no brain). It’s d day I decided to jump, but no body came to tell me “U jump, I jump” like what Leo told Kate…

Well, back to my crappy post here again. Hmmm… *scratching head. Where’d I stop? Oh! Ya. “U jump, I jump”, huh?

So what happen after almost a year here? *shake head My boss decided to take away my ‘decision making right’ but all matters gotto come to me for authority n decision. Ironic, isn’t it?

Then, he decided to take up more into his plate than the one he can swallow, n drag me along into his pile of crap too.

But, now that he has been relief of that pile of crap, people come telling me, or may b they assume that, my life here will b much easier since he will b taking back some of d load I’m carrying.

Hell, NO! Now he’s so damn f*****g free, he’s poking his nose of everything I do. And worse is he’s too free that he’s replying emails to all other people that I’m d person 2 do his work n his favorite line is, ‘I’ll hv d final vetting n will decide’

WTF!!! This is like U (man, intended) tell ur wifey, “There. Here’s my c*ck. U go f**k urself n I’ll see later whether to lump a load on U”

What an arsehole!

Just don’t feel like seeing that fella. Wat d hell!!!

Btw, I work 4 $$$. If U wan loyalty, go hire a f*****g DOG!

Drive Carefully. Think With Your Heart.

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Fri, 11 Mar 2011 01:15:00 +0000

Came across this clip and it's indeed very sad if we are careless and ignorant of the fact that people's life are at stake due to our carelessness. Think about your family, loved ones, friends, and others.

X'mas Is Here Again :)

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Mon, 06 Dec 2010 03:37:00 +0000

It's the time of the year again... X'mas is around the corner. And without fail I'm doing what I've been doing for the past years.

Setting up and decorating the Christmas tree in my house is an interesting thing to do and you get to spend your time alone, thinking, pondering whether you have done anything 'bad' for the past months :p if i did, the Santa's not gonna give me any X'mas present... >.<

*thinking out loud, "I think I've been a good boy this year",while I'm decorating my X'mas tree. Hopefully there'll be presents under my tree when I wake up on X'mas morning.. hehehe ;p

It's still too early to wish all a Merry Christmas, so cut all that crap at this moment. Just enjoy the photos...hahahahaha

Simple & Healthy Lunch, but Ended With Disaster for My Wife

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Mon, 25 Oct 2010 03:00:00 +0000

My poor darling was suffering for the whole afternoon after that healthy lunch we had yesterday.

In fact we had a very simple meal yesterday. We bought a French loaf and tuna. Then we bought some vegetables for the salad. We also prepared fruit juice... err...it's more like vege juice hehehe..

We learned that mixing 5 types of greens will help to curb cancer & other sickness... so we have been having it for few weeks now.

So, after mixing and tossing and added a bit of olive oil, we started our meal. First, I didn't think this simple meal will turn disaster, but then my wife told me that her stomach is not feeling that good... "They r fighting inside" she said.

She was so dehydrated and tired after so many times running in & out of the washroom... I bought her some meds from the pharmacy but even at night before we went to sleep, she told me that her stomach are "still fighting". It sounds hilarious though when she said that hahahaha...

Anyway, she's quite ok this morning when I spoke to her over the phone...

I think next time, gotto add some meat & other stuff there... not just let her eat solely vege meal lor... hahaha

9 Months Later

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Mon, 23 Aug 2010 00:07:00 +0000

I love this... it's so funny.

9 Months Later...

Jack decided to go skiing with his buddy, Bob.

So they loaded up Jack's minivan and headed north. After driving for a few hours, they got caught in a terrible blizzard.

They pulled into a nearby farm and asked the attractive lady who answered the door if they could spend the night. 'I realize it's terrible weather out there and I have this huge house all to myself, but I'm recently widowed,' she explained. 'I'm afraid the neighbours will talk if I let you stay in my house.'

'Don't worry,' Jack said. 'We'll be happy to sleep in the barn, and if the weather breaks, we'll be gone at first light.' The lady agreed, and the two men found their way to the barn and settled in for the night. Come morning, the weather had cleared, and they got on their way. They enjoyed a great weekend of skiing. But about nine months later, Jack got an unexpected letter from an attorney...

It took him a few minutes to figure it out, but he finally determined that it was from the attorney of that attractive widow he had met on the ski weekend. He dropped in on his friend Bob and asked, 'Bob, do you remember that good-looking widow from the farm we stayed at on our ski holiday up north about 9 months ago?'

'Yes, I do.' said Bob 'Did you, er, happen to get up in the middle of the night, go up to the house and pay her a visit?' 'Well, um, yes !,' Bob said, a little embarrassed about being found out, 'I have to admit that I did.' 'And did you happen to give her my name instead of telling her your name?'

Bob's face turned beet red and he said, 'Yeah, look, I'm sorry, buddy, I'm afraid I did.' 'Why do you ask?' 'She just died and left me everything.'

(And you thought the ending would be different, didn't you?... you know you smiled...now keep that smile for the rest of the day!)

We Are Losing Our Home

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Wed, 04 Aug 2010 06:11:00 +0000

When they lose theirs, ours are not far away!

Interesting Story

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Wed, 14 Jul 2010 23:54:00 +0000

A teenage boy had just passed his driving test and inquired of his father as to when they could discuss his use of the car.

His father said he'd make a deal: "You bring your grades up from a C to a B average, study your Bible a little, and get your hair cut. Then we'll talk about the car."

The boy thought about that for a moment, decided he'd settle for the offer, and they agreed on it.

After about six weeks his father said, "Son, you've brought your grades up and I've observed that you have been studying your Bible, but I'm disappointed you haven't had your hair cut."

The boy said, "You know, Dad, I've been thinking about that, and I've noticed in my studies of the Bible that Samson had long hair, John the Baptist had long hair, Moses had long hair...and there's even strong evidence that Jesus had long hair."

You're going to love the Dad's reply:

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To which his father replied, "Did you also notice they all walked everywhere they went?"

Stop Climate Change B4 It Changes U

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Tue, 13 Jul 2010 02:46:00 +0000

I Like Tis

Obey The Speed Limit, And Win

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Tue, 27 Apr 2010 04:00:00 +0000

If only this is imposed in our country.

Love this theory

Good Morning, my friends.

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Mon, 19 Apr 2010 02:10:00 +0000

It has been months since I updated my post. Yeah... there r nothing much happening anyway for me to update hehehe...

Anyway, here is something to start with... :)

Good Morning

First thing, in the morning,

as I begin my day,

I turn on my computer,

to see what my email friends have to say.

They bring me such delight,

with notes and cards and such,

And I appreciate their thoughtfulness,

so very much!

Sometimes, there's a concern,

a need for a quick prayer,

and it encourages me to know,

that they are always there.

I hear the birds early chirping,

with happy songs in their hearts,

and just like my Friends,

they give me a cheerful start.

I'm blessed each and every morning,

to see their names in my mailing list,

and when one isn't there,

they are truly missed.

So, I want to say

"Good Morning!"

to each and every one of you.

Have a Blessed and Happy Day.

My New Year Resolution ~ 2010

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Tue, 05 Jan 2010 13:38:00 +0000

Time really flies, I can say. It's already 5 days into the new year and 2010 has so much to bring us all. And over the air and in the telly, we can see and hear people and artists saying that their new year resolution is this, and that for 2010.

Then you'll hear your friend saying he has made a new year resolution for 2010, though you know very well that he/she will never keep their resolution pass the mid of Jan... hahaha..

Anyway, I myself had made new year resolutions too in the past years, but like I have said, I have never managed to keep up to that "ideal" thinking in this complicated world. hehe

"So, what's your new year resolution?" you'll ask (I hope).

First, quit smoking, quit drinking, quit womanizing, quit driving like a mad dog, quit this, quit that.... OH!! &^%*# Just blardy QUIT!!!! haha

Naaah... those are not my resolution. My resolution for 2010 is pretty simple, though.

I just want to pray to GOD that all my friends are blessed.

Merry Xmas and Happy New Year

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Wed, 23 Dec 2009 23:20:00 +0000

This Xmas, I would like to put up a tree in my heart, and instead of hanging presents, I would like to put the names of all my friends. Close friends and not so close friends. The old friends, the new friends. Those that I see every day and the ones that I rarely see. The ones that I always remember and the ones that I sometimes forget. The ones that are always there and the ones that seldom are. The friends of difficult times and the ones of happy times. Friends who, without meaning to, I have hurt, or without meaning to have hurt me. Those that I know well and those I only know by name. Those that owe me little and those that I owe so much. My humble friends and my important friends. The names of all those that have passed through my life no matter how fleetingly. A tree with very deep roots and very long and strong branches so that their names may never be plucked from my heart. So that new names from all over may join the existing ones. A tree with a very pleasant shade so that our friendship may take a moment of

rest from the battles of life. "May the happy moments of Xmas brighten every day of the new year". These are my sincere wishes.

Merry

X'mas

Jason Tan

David Lim,Sam

Wong,Raymond O,

Ranger Tham,Tan San

Lin,Goh Chong Seng,San

Chyi Perng,Cheong Hon Ming,

Alex Wong,Ally Ng,Amy Tan,Chan

Yanqi,Chan Yanlin,Chan Yanyi,Yee

Bee Leng,Chong Poh Yoke,Bernard Tay,

Lim Boon Ting,Branda Song,Brian Low,

Carol Koh,Casey Teo,Chanell Chuah,Ng Chee

Leong,Cheryl Lee,Teng Chin Yee,Mah Chin Teng

Chloe Wong,Chong Long Choo,Chong Peck Leong,

Christina,Marlene,Vijay,Vishnu,Paul Linus,Lim Chin

Lee,Celine Tan,Christy Tan,Corrine Gan,David Koh,Eng

Poh Ling,Esther Low,Esther Tai,Eugene Loo,Evelyn Cheang,

George Yong,Harry Yap,Hu SweeLeong,Joey Wang,Jacqueline Khor,

Nick,Keith,JamesLee,Johnson YuJoice Lu,Josephine Lee,JosephYau,

Michael Lau,Leo Cheung,Komala,Kyan OKT,Jecklin Woo, ST Tan,Tan

CM,Leong TF,Lim KW,

Richard Foo,Yong Chin

Fu, LeeChwu Pyng,Lee

Swee Yoong,Leong Peng

Yew,Lim BoonKit,Lex

Lau,Sean Koh,Naleena,

Magdalene Yap,Leong

Sheau Jiun,Guna,Patrick

Tan,Limi Cheong,Mai,

MarcoTian,Chen LuXian,

Max Ho,Mesh,Nashel,Peter,

Peggy Wang,Rachel Wong,Sheldon Kydd,Shereena Lim,Simon,Ong Teck

Guan,Ho Swee Gene,Tan Chan Hong,Tan Poh Kean,Yong Siew Woon,

Thomas Te,Venus Khoo,How Way Meng,Wilson Khoo,Zahira,Li Jun,

Lam Sook Peng,Ng Wern Shen,Samantha Lee,Malini,Meen,Rizal,Henry,

Nelson,Ng Ah Hoon,Peter Sumali,Soh Boon Chuan,Purdey Ong,Froleen

p.s. In case i left out anyone's name, please don't be angry ya... U are equally important and my wishes are also being sent to all my friends out there. God Bless.

Rainy Day

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Wed, 02 Dec 2009 23:30:00 +0000

Waking up at 7.25am to a rainy day, with my wife and son are still sound asleep. Nice weather though, but seems that I am having problem sleeping. Can't sleep at night. And waking up very early in the morning, too.

Age is catching up, I guess. hahaha

My Sis Was Admitted Into Hospital

noreply@blogger.com (Daniel) — Tue, 01 Dec 2009 15:50:00 +0000

Was working on something important today when suddenly my phone rang... picking up to answer to get my dad on the other side.

"Hey... after ur work, u need 2 go 2 the SJMC, ok?"

Was in a big shock when he told me that. So I asked "What happened!?" where my dad answered "Ur sis fell down in her house, n now is admitted to the hospital". "Is she ok?", I asked. "Not really. She twisted her neck n now can't move n her head is now facing the back"

Damn!!! What will your reaction be when you heard that the situation is so bad? I bet you'll say "Fuck whatever is happening here. I'm going to the hospital" But come to think about my dad's last statement "her head is now facing the back"... hmmm... there's something fishy here.

So I waited till I finish my work, around 6.30pm where I went to the hospital to visit her. And to my relieve, she's alright. Dad was just exaggerating... hahaha. *sweat

Just gotto wait for the X-ray result and the doctor's report. Probably she'll be able to be discharged tomorrow noon. Thank God she's ok.