Psycheupp@Work
Thursday, August 28, 2008
A Pretty Bouquet of Flowers for MOM
Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made, and forgot to put a soul into. ~Henry Beecher, Life Thoughts, 1858
Earth laughs in flowers. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson, "Hamatreya"
A Red, Red Rose
O, my Luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June.
O, my Luve's like a melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair as thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.
Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun:
I will love thess till, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run:
And fare thee well, my only luve!
And fare thee weel, a while!
And I will come again, my luve,
Tho' it ware ten thousand mile.
Robert Burns
Adus.....Rupa Sadis Jiwa Romantis rupa-rupanya aku ini ekekekkekekeeee...nevermind...tetap mantep ya!
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Cousin Kazen
The fact that somebody has mastered a particular task gives ground for supposing that she could advance to any field related to her skill. Her personal characteristics, good interpersonal behavior, strong motivation, willingness to learn, and flexibility are the earnfactors for her to gain greater insights into people and recerive brilliant ideas on how life is beautiful.
(My Anggerik Desa)
This cousin - not really related but honored to be called as 'cousin' and feel that life is worth living when someone could really understood what's it feels when you live alone and out of the sudden you are given mother, father, sister, brother, aunties, uncles and cousins... thanks so much for your beautiful words in your email to rationalise my thoughts and feelings. I read many many times and print it out - share with mak engku and pak engku - thanks so much for accepting me as what I am, not what I have. Your sincerity, your love, your care and your prayers for me will always remembered .. Thanks so much mak engku and pak engku. I promise that I'll never ever let both of you down.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
OVERLOAD
I learnt that working at school is never like working in the office. When I was in school many of my friends compliant of their overloaded working hours with students and administrial issues. But I know that we may be overloaded with responsibilities for a variety of reasons. I may be overloaded with work because I am carrying my employee's responsibilities and you may be overloaded with with work just because you are the boss - decision makings totally rely on you! Well, all in all this may reflect the attitude - sometimes I feel that people in the offfice are too dependent - and that really make me 84938890389273 (tutttttt).
WHO THEY THINK I AM?? BIONIC WOMAN??????
OR
THE GERMAN IN COMBAT?????
BUT I WOULD RATHER BE 'SIX MILLION DOLLAR MAN' WITH BILLIONS OF MONEY SO I CAN GO SHOP WITH TERI (kan Teri kan? Kan? Kan?)
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Humor and Psychology
This is the area my sister is gonna to study. She's currently uphold a study grant on Humor in Counseling. Wish you all the best sis!!!! One thing I cannot stop her... is to do what she most enjoy doing! She's already a cognitive psychologist (APA) and now striving hard to get licenced in counseling!
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
The Road Not Taken (3)
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I
I took the one less traveld by
And that has made all the difference..................................Robert Frost
Somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I
I took the one less traveld by
And that has made all the difference..................................Robert Frost
My Pool Work Progress Part II
The Road Not Taken (2)
Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same...
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same...
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.
The Road Not Taken (1)
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one travelr, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.....
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one travelr, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.....
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
My pool
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