人的一生，到底在追求甚麼？

有一日，我們的女同胞關切地對那個小夥子說：「不要沿街賣唱了，去做一個正當的職業吧。我介紹你到中國去教書，在那兒，你完全可以拿到比你現在高得多的薪水。」

小夥子聽後，先是一愣，然後反問道：「難道我現在從事的不是正當的職業嗎？我喜歡這個職業，它給我，也給其他人帶來歡樂。有什麼不好？我何必要遠渡重洋，拋棄親人，拋棄家園，去做我並不喜歡的工作？」

鄰桌的英國人，無論老人孩子，也都為之愕然。他們不明白，僅僅為了多掙幾張鈔票，拋棄家人，遠離幸福，有什麼可以值得羡慕的。

在他們的眼中，家人團聚，平平安安，才是最大的幸福。它與財富的多少，地位的貴賤無關。

於是，小鎮上的人，開始可憐我們的女同胞了。

中國山東，有這樣一對夫婦：剛剛結婚時，妻子在濟寧，丈夫在棗莊；過了若干年，妻子調到了棗莊，丈夫卻一紙調令到了菏澤。

若干年後，妻子又費盡周折，調到了菏澤。

但不久，丈夫又被提拔到了省城濟南。妻子又托關係找熟人，好不容易調到了濟南。

可是不到一年，丈夫又被國家電業總公司調到重慶。

於是，她所有的朋友，就給她開玩笑：「你們倆呀，天生就是牛郎織女的命。要我們說呀，你也別追了，乾脆辭職，跟著你們家老張算了！」

但是，她以及公婆、父母，都一致反對：「幹了這麼多年，馬上就退休了，再說，你的單位效益這麼好，辭職多可惜。要丟掉多少錢呀！再幹幾年吧，也給孩子多掙一些。」

其實，他們家的經濟條件已經非常優越，早已是中層階級，但是他們仍然惦念著那一點退休金。於是，夫妻兩個至今依然是牛郎織女。

我們，是一個尚義輕利的民族。中國人一直是為了某種自己未必真正明白的主義而活著。於是，中國人，不能在沒有目標的生活中活著。而這個目標，可以是工作，可以是理想，可以是金錢，可以是孩子，可以是老人....但是，唯一不可能是的，就是自己。

中國人，可以很委屈的活著，可以是工作上的極不順心，可以是婚姻上的勉強維持，可以是人際關係上的強作笑顏，可以是所有欲望的極端壓制，可以是為了一個所謂的「戶口」....哪怕犧牲自己一生的幸福，也在所不惜！

中國人，可以過異常艱難的日子，但並不能安貧樂道，他所遭受的一切不幸，必定有一個近乎玩笑的藉口；中國人，可以把高官厚祿當作成功，中國人可以把身家百萬當作理想，中國人可以拋卻天倫之樂四海飄蕩，但是，中國人唯一不認可的成功──就是家庭的和睦，人生的平淡。

於 是，一個有著五千年文明歷史的國度，把愛國、崇高、獻身、成功、立業的情結推向了極致──他們要麼在大公無私，其實是捨本逐末的漩渦痛苦掙扎；要麼在肩負 重任，其實是徒有其名的圈圈受盡折磨....唯一遺漏的就是自由和自我。於是，在外國，婦孺皆知的道理；在中國，沒人能整治明白！

人的一生，到底在追求甚麼？

以下是一個你可能已看過的故事：

有一個美國商人坐在墨西哥海邊一個小漁村的碼頭上，看著一個墨西哥漁夫划著一艘小船靠岸，小船上有好幾尾大黃鰭鮪魚。

這個美國商人對墨西哥漁夫能抓這麼高檔的魚恭維了一番，還問要多少時間才能抓這麼多？

墨西哥漁夫說，才一會兒功夫就抓到了。

美國人再問：「你為甚麼不待久一點，好多抓一些魚？」

墨西哥漁夫覺得不以為然：「這些魚已經足夠我一家人生活所需啦！」

美國人又問：「那麼你一天剩下那麼多時間都在幹甚麼？」

墨西哥漁夫解釋：「我呀？我每天睡到自然醒，出海抓幾條魚，回來後跟孩子們玩一玩；再跟老婆睡個午覺，黃昏時晃到村子喝點小酒，跟哥兒們玩玩吉他，我的日子可過得充滿又忙碌呢！

美 國人不以為然，幫他出主意，他說：我是美國哈佛大學企管碩士，我倒是可以幫你忙！你應該每天多花一些時間去抓魚，到時候你就有錢去買條大一點的船，自然你 就可以抓更多魚，再買更多漁船，然後你就可以擁有一個漁船隊。到時候你就不必把魚賣給魚販子，而是直接賣給加工廠，然後你可以自己開一家罐頭工廠。如此你 就可以控制整個生產、加工處理和行銷。然後你可以離開這個小漁村，搬到墨西哥城，再搬到洛杉磯，最後到紐約，在那裡經營你不斷擴充的企業。」

墨西哥漁夫問：「這又花多少時間呢？」

美國人回答：「十五到二十年。」

墨西哥漁夫問：「然後呢？」

美國人大笑著說：「然後你就可以在家當皇帝啦！時機一到，你就可以宣佈股票上市，把你的公司股份賣給投資大眾；到時候你就發財啦！你可以幾億幾億地賺！」

墨西哥漁夫問：「然後呢？」

美國人說：「到那個時候，你就可以退休啦！你可以搬到海邊的小漁村去住，每天睡到自然醒，出海隨便抓幾條魚，跟孩子們玩一玩，再跟老婆睡個午覺，黃昏時，晃到村子喝小酒，跟哥兒們玩玩吉他！」

墨西哥漁夫疑惑的說：「我現在不就是這樣了嗎！？」

平平淡淡就是福，人爲什麽要活的這麽累，到底在追求什麽？

Just a bored post

I think i have abandon my blog for more than 1 month. Haha. I'm too lazy. May be I should close this blog for good. Stay at kl for more than one week after the tanjung sepat trip doing nothing here. Is just damn bored. Seeing all the people are busy with their study and I free alone. I wonder why my timing is just not right everytime. If it is not because of the mas ticket, I would rather leave it and buy a new one. Ok, stop crapping here.

Just after my exam finished, I went to tanjung sepat with my classmates. Actually I was only informed by steven the night before we went and I only packed my thing before i went to the exam. What is so funny that I forget to bring my underwear along and I end up wearing my salty underwear for 2 days.

We depart from our college around 12 o'clock but we only manage to reach there at 4 something. We have to take the bus from KL to Banting and get a cab from banting to tanjung separt. From banting to tanjung sepat already take half an hour. At first I still think is very near because tanjung sepat is in selangor. May be the destination is not far but our m'sia public transport system is too terrible. I heard my friend told me normally if you drive only take about 1 and the half hour.

Tanjung sepat is a small village. But what is so cool about tanjung sepat? Almost all the girl at there know how to ride motorcycle. You can see girls riding the motorcycle around the village. And this is also the 1st time I sit on the motorcycle after more than 10 years. Your motorcycle can go without helmet with 3 passenger and you will hardly get caught. Kampung life is cool rite?
Everything is slow down and people are more friendly. This was also 1st time I saw beach and sea after I came to KL for almost 1 year. Life is more peaceful there. What I won't forget was playing basketball at chun hui's house at the wee hour. 3 person in a motorcycle longkai around the village. Haha

Our tourist guard Siaw wei

Sunset

Picture taken at couple bridge

Acting stupidly like seh kia

Siaw wei, Hui Hui >.<, Sing yi

Picture taken at bakalalang beach

Jump Shot!

Taste on the coconut

Siaw wei and me
Doing sohai thing
I like this picture. Cool rite?

Steamboat at miew kai

My 21st birthday

I have celebrated my 21st birthday just about week ago. I slept quite early on the previous night but i was being waken up around 12 o'clock. Guess what did the do me? Mike, Daniel and Alvin were trying to pull off my pants and force me wear to boxer. May be it was because I was being suddenly awake I feel quite annoyed at that time. End up Mike and Daniel were being threw by me. Haha. Pai Seh lar Mike and Daniel. I know it's hurt but is just out of self-protection no offence. Sorry to disappoint you, mike! They didn't manage to wear me the boxer with force. Anyway, thanks for you boxer. On that night, Mike, Daniel, Teck, Tony, Kit and Alvin were celebrating with me at Station 1. Thanks for the treat ya.
After 2 days of the official day there was another celebration with my classmates at The Garden. This was a special one because it was the very 1st time I had my birthday celebration at 5 stars hotel restaurant. Thanks to bb's sister and his mother. We have the 50% off from the normal price because of bb's sister otherwise my birthday celebration also won't be here.

The 1st plate that I have taken.

Just notice i forget to take pictuere in the half way i
eat it.

Chawan Mushi

Desert!

Fresh live oyster!

Cake!

Bb and his family!

Make a wish...

Blowing candles

Trying to take out the candle...

My birthday cake!

Group photo!

Birthday presents

What determine our life

Watch your 'Thoughts,' they become words.
Watch your 'Words,' they become actions.
Watch your 'Actions,' they become habits.
Watch your 'Habits,' they become character.
Watch your 'Character,' for it becomes your Destiny'...
Mind the forerunner of all things...
You determine your life...

An email from a friend, lessons for our life...

你会如何决择呢??
你开着一辆车。
在一个暴风雨的晚上。
你经过一个车站。
有三个人正在焦急的等公共汽车。 
一个是快要临死的老人，他需要马上去医院。
一个是医生，他曾救过你的命，你做梦都想报答他。
还有一个女人/男人，她/他是你做梦都想嫁/娶的人，也许错过就没有了。
但你的车只能在坐下一个人，你会如何选择？
我不知道这是不是一个对你性格的测试, 因为每一个回答都有他自己的原因。
老人快要死了，你首先应该先救他。
你也想让那个医生上车，因为他救过你，这是个好机会报答他。
还有就是你的梦中情人。错过了这个机会。你可能永远不能遇到一个让
你这么心动的人了。


在200个应征者中，只有一个人被雇佣了，他并没有解释他的理由，他只是说了以下的话：

'给医生车钥匙，让他带着老人去医院，而我则留下来陪我的梦中情人一起等公车!'
每个人都认为以上的回答是最好的，但没有一个人一开始就想到。

小哲理：
是否是因为我们从未想过要放弃我们手中已经拥有的优势（车钥匙）? 有时，如果我们能放弃一些我们的固执，狭隘，和一些优势的话，我们可能会得到更多。
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【和尚与屠夫】
从前有一个和尚跟一个屠夫是好朋友。和尚天天早上要起来念经，而屠夫天天要起来杀猪。 为了不耽误他们早上的工作，是他们约定早上互相叫对方起床。
多年以后，和尚与屠夫相继去世了。屠夫去上天堂了，而和尚却下地狱了。
Why?
因为屠夫天天作善事，叫和尚起来念经，相反地，和尚天天叫屠夫起来杀生……

小哲理：
你所认为的事情以及你所做的东西你一直认为是对的，但有时后却不一定是对的。<做每样事情时,不妨站在其他人的角度看一看,想一想吧!>

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【皮鞋的来历】

很久很久以前，人类都还赤着双脚走路。


有一位国王到某个偏远的乡间旅行，因为路面崎岖不平，有很多碎石头，刺得他的脚又痛又麻。回到王宫后，他下了一道命令，要将国内的所有道路都铺上一层牛皮。他认为这样做，不只是为自己，还可造福他的人民，让大家走路时不再受刺痛之苦。


但即使杀尽国内所有的牛，也筹措不到足够的皮革，而所花费的金钱、动用的人力，更不知凡几。虽然根本做不到，甚至还相当愚蠢，但因为是国王的命令，大家也只能摇头叹息。


一位聪明的仆人大胆向国王提出建言：「国王啊！为什么您要劳师动众，牺牲那么多头牛，花费那么多金钱呢？您何不只用两小片牛皮包住您的脚呢？」国王听了很惊讶，但也当下领悟，于是立刻收回成命，改采这个建议。据说，这就是「皮鞋」的由来。


小哲理：
想改变世界，很难；要改变自己，则较为容易。
与其改变全世界，不如先改变自己--「将自己的双脚包起来」。
改变自己的某些观念和作法，以抵御外来的侵袭。
当自己改变后，眼中的世界自然也就跟着改变了。
如果你希望看到世界改变，那么第一个必须改变的就是自己!!

不要时常埋怨,不要时常感到不满,不要时常有很多怨恨,不要时常问为什么挨骂的又是我呢??不要问上天 / 社会 /家庭 / 老板给于我们什么东西,问一问自己到底给于/付出于什么东西给于他们呢??不要尝试叫环境适应你而是我们要学会适应环境^^我们要学会改变的就是自己,一起迎合美好的一切!!

「心若改变，态度就会改变；态度改变，习惯就改变；习惯改变，人生就会改变。」

Time to say goodbye

Time never stop. Is passing very fast. My 12 days holidays in kch are coming to end. Today is the last day I will be in the kuching. No matter how unwilling I don't want to be back, I still have to. "花开了，不用得意——它意味着花落。花落了，不用悲伤——它意味着结果" Life is just as it is, impermanence. When there is beginning, there is an ending. If we cannot accept it, suffering follow one. I think most of my friends have the same feeling with me. The unwilling to leave feeling is going to pop up every time when come to the time to leave kuching. I think is just normal. Life is just too good in kuching. There is too many reasons to make me feel unwilling to leave. I have my own car, my mum well prepared meal, my sweet bed, my lovely hometown food. And the most important thing my home. You call it home is because in the house have someone who truely care of you and love you, make you feel at ease feel lovely feel sweet. There is no where you can find that feeling. A house is just a house if there without your family. Or I would like to call it ass, a place just for ATE SHIT SLEEP. Remember when I was young, I would hasten to fly with aircarft to go travelling and when the trip was over I will feel unwilling to go home. But now I only like to fly back to kuching hasten to go back home. May be you will only realise how nice it is after you leave your home. You tend to appreciate it more.

This time I went back to kuching, most of the time I was spending it at home other than the few times went out with few close friends. I somehow feel myself more and more appear to be a “宅男”. Or may be this time there wasn't many friends here. But I manage to have a taste on the kolo mee before I left this time. Oh ya, thanks sang for his kolo mee. Nowadays kuching seems to be more quiet, even wednesday the cinema the crowd wasn't as many as before. Can feel that economy is getting bad. Hopefully it will get better soon. Just now my uncle brought me to the restaurant at sarakraf restaurant. The food is very delicious i tell you and the enviroment is nice. Somehow the tauke is very young and eng tau. But too bad with my 1.3 megapixels handphone I cannot do anything. May be I should change a better megapixels handphone or just buy a camera. Haha. Guys can hav a try at that restaurant. Is just beside the westwood.

With the eyes close and eyes open, there come saturday I'll be in the different place. Home is a mean of love, care, security, family..... Kuching where my home belong... KL where I strive for my dream....

Simply poem

The past should not be traced back
nor wonder about the future
the past has passed away
unreached is the future
and the present whatever phenomenon
is as it is, one sees
invicibly, unshakeably
if that which can pierced by penetration
even today the effort must be made
who knows? death may come tomorrow
there is no bargaining with
the great army of the king of death
thus abiding ardently
by day and night relentlessly
the ideal lover of solitude
him the tranquil sage has called