Namewee trashing TNB

Words are powerful, action speaks louder than words. Words are still powerful

The video above shows Namewee going to TNB looking for an answer to why were(are) there so many power failures and breakdowns where he lives. Well, I believe looking for answer was his initial purpose. But it somehow turned into wanting to make a complaint, and then getting into a quarrel apparently.

Hahaha.... Some people just do not control their anger.

However there must be a reason for all these. Is TNB at fault?

Why is there power for the TNB building but none for everyone else?

Why was it that the workers there, in the video, seemed relax and talked as if nothing serious happened?

Questions to ponder on....

Namewee's wrong, I believe, was expressing dissatisfaction in not the best way.

How he should have done it I do not know, for I am learning myself.

Just want to be reminded that words are powerful.

Using vulgar words really just makes people look down on you. Not worth doing it.

Foto Friday

this is my mother, Auntie Marie

in her office in the church.

Foto Friday!

I decide to try to make it a point to randomly share a photo here each Friday.

Today's the first post.

Closed and Opened

Forth day of exam skipped, I feel like going in tomorrow to take Mathematics paper 1.
But as I try to take a look at the notes, I just have no willpower at all to continue looking.
No interest at all.... How to study?

So I closed the book, kept the guitar, and opened c chocolate bar...

Night - Poetry by Joel Yap

Night
The Sun is asleep, my soul is at peace;
A blanket covers the sky, my spirit delights.
Swiftly the winds blow, painfully my heart groans;
Gently the crickets sing, quietly my eyes bleed.
The diamonds above sparkle to calm me down,
for they have seen my body suffer since dawn.
Though hidden in cruel daylight, they were there,
And same goes to angels, who silently watch over man.
Darkness, my closest friend, marks an end of another day,
I love the Night! For it signifies, a hope for quietness and rest.

© Joel Yap

Inspired by Psalm 88:18, I remember writing this during my NS in the camp. It was torturing then when I grew fond of the Night for reasons hidden and found in the poem.

This piece of work was published on my Mirror before.
Now I am sharing it again because having chickenpox is in some ways similar to going through NS:

Tormenting and difficult during the Day; peace in the Night but pain is still present.

Blogger, good blogger?

What makes a blogger good?
The term "good" by itself is a very subjective adjective. On what grounds do we rate a blogger good or bad?
A simple metaphor could help. How do you judge a tree? By its fruit. A good tree bears good fruits whereas a bad tree bears bad fruits.
So we more or less judge a blogger by his blog.

I have been wanting to share about a person whose writing and photography inspire me a lot. A very mature girl who blogs for justice, and sometimes(many times) writes fun stuff that make people laugh.

This was what I came across this morning.
I shall not copy and paste unlike some random teacher who did so to(against) me.
So check out her blog post and feel free too, to check out other stuff that she has written.

kok kok keh pox

kok kok keh (noun) ~ chicken

It's the final exam week and here I am, scratching although I do not want to and in fact, am trying not to.

What a bad timing for chickenpox, rite? Bad timing because it is right before the final exam; yet it can also be the perfect timing since I got it just after the MPPPU Dinner.

Thursday - Dinner
Friday - The rash came
Saturday - Went to the clinic
Sunday - Today
Monday onwards - School exam

I am unlucky to suffer from this at this age which is considered to be quite late; yet lucky that it did not come a few days earlier, so I did not miss the dinner and playing in the bands.
To some extent I sometimes wished I could have been excused from playing because all the teachers were watching, but the matter of responsibility in keeping promises was more important than my feelings.
What the heck, the dinner is over already, say so much for what? Hahaha.....


It sucks to have chicken pox!

Itchy Pain, Painful Itch.... Itchy Pain, Painful Itch....
Somebody end this misery.......

blogs blocked

Due to certain reasons I had to block the access to some of my other blogs, so sorry if there are people who felt left out or unhappy that I did not invite them to view or grant them access. I had no intentions whatsoever of offending anybody, what was done was just so to prevent some teachers from viewing it for what reason please do not ask.
It is a very long story to tell, very long and I do not wish to continue adding stories into this long story anymore.

To those who felt hurt because they thought they were not invited to view my blogs, so sorry! And thank you for giving me such an honour, it really is an honour to me which I appreciate much.
Sorry and thanks!!


Keep on blogging I shall, for the greater good I hope.

By the way the blocked blogs will be unblocked very soon.
Stay tuned!

And have a nice day!

Blogging?

Practising freedom of speech,
Expressing oneself,
Putting thoughts into words,
Sharing opinions on various topics,
Writing as a hobby,
Archiving experiences,
Sharing photos, words, etc...

Whatever the reason, blogging, like every other form of communication as well as publication, comes with responsibility and ethics.

I am reminded once again.

Introduction

Hello world!

Welcome to my new blog.

There has been some issues going on in some of my older blogs. I am only 18 now, still learning how to put things which I want to say into the correct words. Words are powerful, they can mean so much, yet they can be so mean at times. So sorry if any words I use(had used) offended anybody, anybody at all. Feel free share your thoughts by sending me an email or just leave a comment after reading anything I have written. All points of view are invited and comments appreciated, be it positive or negative.

The pen is stronger than the sword.

Words can resolve a conflict as well as start a war. They can get you out of trouble as well as get you into it. Words can encourage as well as destroy.
Be careful then O little hands what you write, and little mouth what you speak.

This blog is a reminder to all that words must be used wisely and meticulously. Apart from that, violence is never beneficial regardless of situation and time.

The Pen is Stronger!