More servicesWindows Live
HomeHotmailSpacesOneCare
 
MSN
Sign in
 
 
Spaces home  .blink.PhotosProfileFriendsMore Tools Explore the Spaces community

.blink.

We did not write the rules, did we?
August 11

The rise and fall.

"It does not matter the number of times we fall but the number of times we rise when we fall." - Confucius.
 
It's official. I have mastered the art of falling. This time, thanks to the evil heels, I got bestowed on the road. It's pretty unusual that I fell (down) 'cuz most of the time, I fell while walking up (note the word: up) the stairs (screw gravity).
 
On the brighter side, only 3 of my girls saw me falling with grit and grace (go on, feel free to imagine Confused) and yeah, the typical response, 'Omg, are you okay?' and once I said I was fine, the condensed laughter started to fill the universe. Good thing we laughed together, didn't we, Confucius?
 
 
Much love,
YnaRed lips
August 04

Let's read Persuassion by Jane Austen.

Crazy things we do for our loved ones!
 
Much love,
YnaRed lips
August 03

Dalam Bahasa Melayu, orang cakap "Pecahkan ais".

I had all of the time in the world to write a direct translation of the song chorus 'cuz I'm procrastinating for the 98457 times infinity plus 3-th time. So yeah.
 
Biarkanku pecahkan ais,
Izinkanku ambil kamu betul,
Tak mahukah kau panas atas denganku,
Bayi, aku boleh membuatkan kau rasa,
Panas panas panas panas.
 
View the lyrics of the original song here.
 
Jangan kutuk. I like this song, okay.
 
Much love,
YnaRed lips
August 01

Night class.

It's funny how it takes someone to remind us how to live life wholeheartedly and as we mean it because we're so caught up in our current commitments that are prolly only one of the flyspecks in our life, 5 years from now.

I'm back to the reality of finishing my college chores. Shall do them like I mean it. Enjoying the semi-last bits of my college life that I can't get back.

Much love,

YnaRed lips

Options.

When I dislike a "red pen", that doesn't mean I'm obliged to have a particular colored favorite pen. That simply means I am not a fan of a red pen. That's it. I don't find the need to have a particular favorite in order for me to dislike something. Sometimes I just don't like some things. Also, I am not compelled to add "compared to..." in order to complete my sentence. Smile.
 
Don't push it.
 
Much love,
YnaRed lips
July 29

an is that was, but at this moment, still an is.

Not really earth-shattering. Anyways.

Image Hosted by ImageShack.us

I still remember the voices, the weather, the sound, and that smile. So, here I was with possibly, the most outspoken, caring, super-friendly, enthusiastic and lively people I've met in my life!

Bara (from Faroe Island), Luci (Brazil), Tarn (Thailand), Joyce (mi hermana from different parents), Hana (New Zealand) and this photo was taken during an AFS trip to Vitoria. Recuerdos.

MIAs (do correct me if I'm wrong) : Cat (Malaysia), Megumi (Japan), Fabien (Canada), Emily, Aaron, Arwen, Ben (the US), Irene, Dori (España), Terese, and Anna (Sweden).

This morning, I received an e-mail from Joyce, who wrote all the way from Bilbao asking about the upcoming Gala Dinner and shared the fact that she enjoyed Madrid (like, totally, right!). She transferred the "Spanish energy" to me and moments later, I received an e-mail from Luci.

One thing that caught my attention was her last note in the e-mail saying that "If you have received this e-mail, it's because you were important(and you're still) in that year (referring to our exchange year 05-06)".

It's been nearly 3 years and I talk about this every single day. Having "Come on, get higher" in my playlist didn't help that much either and surprise, surprise, I'm back thinking of the memories, as usual. I realized that most of exchange students have in common is the eagerness to get back to Spain and also to meet people who had made our exchange unforgettable.

Hence, AFSers, we shall meet at this year's Gala Dinner. Open-mouthed I need to re-charge my insanity with people who do it best.

Much love,

YnaRed lips

July 26

Thank you so much, Randy Pausch.

OMG. I have just finished reading this piece of news. As much as I hate it, I knew this news will be written on the headlines, someday.
 
I stumbled upon a commentrary piece in a local newspaper expressing gratitude to Mr. Pausch, somewhere back in March. There was a riveting force about the "Final Lecture" and I googled it as soon as I got home.
 
The video came at the right point of my life when I was doing my internship when I was having my semi-student-cum-working life- adjustment which where I had better days in my life to be compared to.
 
"Remember, brick walls let us show our dedication. They are there to separate us from the people who don't really want to achieve their dreams. Don't bail. The best of the gold's at the bottom of barrels of crap."
 
That quote got me hanging to my long-list of dreams and sustaining my desire to badly wanting to achieve my goals. Words don't do justice when it comes to explaining how powerful and moving the video was. I cried, I laughed, I cherished moments. Pausch, who's articulate, shared his easy-to-relate stories and it was done in his best simple words. It all made sense.
 
Like this one, he said, "Find the best in everybody. You might have to wait a long time, but people will show you their good side. Just keep waiting, it will come out. And be prepared. Luck is truly where preparation meets opportunity.".
 
I can't agree any less. As for this week, there's a lady in Uptown who I always get my cucur udang at, which I think, the best place to get in Uptown, just for the record. I had never seen her smile nor returning my smile which bothers me a bit. I tried asking even to the lamest "Yang ni baru masak ye?" when the cucur were obviously still hot! Anyways, it had been months. But this week, she was different. She asked me about my classes and we kinda had a conversation. It's worth to think there's goodness in everybody, after all, and, the prowess of a smile. An effort doesn't go to waste.
 
The last time I was wandering around in Borders, I saw his book at the entrance, but as usual, I was indecisive which one to grab (others were as tempting, you know what I mean). Now, I'm definitely getting his book the next time I book binge. I find it a good book to get for someone as a gift.
 
Randy Pausch had changed my life in ways I can't explain. For that, I thank him and may God bless his family.
 
       

You know, sometimes you just feel like ringing your loved ones just to tell them how much they mean to you. I felt that kind of effect. Share this video around, you never know if you would brighten up someone's day 'cuz there's a hopeful in everyone of us, at least that's what I trust. Even if it doesn't change you, it may influence you later in life, you'll never know.  

Rest in Peace Randy Pausch (1960-July 25th, 2008), if only there were many people like you on this planet.

This is a fairly wonderful piece written about him.

Much love,

YnaRed lips

July 12

It feels good.

When a person dedicates a song to you and says that the song reminds them of you.
 
Much love,
YnaRed lips
July 10

Either you are or you're not.

As a Penangite, I'm contented and bangga tak leh blah for people who had really put in effort to pull this off Smile

As a Malaysian, I wish the best.

I am clearly affected by this blissful surrounding I'm in right now. I'm savoring each moment. There's no place like home.

Okay, euphoric mode ON, next!

Much love,

YnaRed lips

July 08

Lucas, Lucas, Lucas (:

#1 Freak out!

#2 Put the butterflies to sleep.

#3 Realize that #2 doesn't work. So, get back to #1.

Much love,
YnaRed lips
View more entries
 

This. Is. It.

View spaceSend a message
Occupation:
Age:
Location:
Interests:
I take pleasure in your disapprovals and it takes more, to amuse someone like me. Focusing sounds good but I'm not sure I could. I believe that randomness is brilliant. I love the "Piña Colada song". There are 3 types of people in this world ; one who reads this and one who does not.
Respecting Differences ; No right, no wrong, just different.
<