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Impression of people is not always correct

Don't we always heard that the first impression is not always correct? But it also true that second, third and even after we know that a person for a long time, the impression we had in our mind about that particular person will not usually correct. Who am I to sayd about this? My mind telling me that. But it's freedom of expression. Is it something really annoying when you sees someone and that someone has bad expression of you? Well, but you cannot directly jump to that kind of conclusion. There must a reasons fro everything like maybe that person is ill during the time you saw him / her and that's why you got that kind of expression. My mom always taught me to think good of anything that you sees. Its much better and make your heart feel very easy instead of feeling hurt. And if you find something keep bother you and that make you feel hurt, try to ignore and let it go. Don't bother. why you should bother if that person doesn't bother?

There must always be ways.....

Have you ever experience stuck on something and you wish to get away from it? That's what I always do. Run away instead of face to that problem. I know its not good and right, but I always felt that its much better to run away from something that I do not like instead face to face with it. But I was wrong. Things happen for a reasons and there must always a way to fix it. Just be patient and hoping and praying. I realize that there are so many great benefits from patient. I am a person who wants to hurry in everything that I do. I do not know why I have this disease where a rushing person with a careless attitude. I hate it, but that's me. If you do not like something about yourself, you can either try to fix it or live with it. I began to realize and accepting that I have my own weaknesses like I have terrible handwriting, I have terrible social skills and I am not able to talk and make people entertain when they around me. I realized that and I accept myself, because I love m...

What the meaning of being passionate for me

I never think really serious about the importance of being passionate and this week I have been given a wake up call why I need to be passionate and if not I will be doom. Easy simple, like maintaining this blog, I should be more passionate or else this blog is left unattended. Well, my passion is not writing but making money through Internet has make me started this blog and really to looking find ways and means to earn money through internet and that kept me going on even though the success is not yet to come. I am a future teacher. But just being a practical teacher currently has tested my patient a lot. Once when I was driving my motorcycle, I realized that if I do not feel any passionate toward my current job I will hate my job forever, and that will make me stress and having a lot of problems. Who will like to do something that they don’t want to do. Moreover my scope of work is dealing with the future generations to impart them a knowledge and if I do not it correctly an...

WHEN A LIZARD CAN, WHY CAN'T WE?

I've got this through email and I think it good to share This happened in Japan . In order to renovate the house, someone in Japan breaks open the wall. Japanese houses normally have a hollow space between the wooden walls. When tearing down the walls, he found that there was a lizard stuck there because a nail from outside hammered into one of its feet. He sees this, feels pity, and at the same time curious, as when he checked the nail, it was nailed 10 years ago when the house was first built.. ! What happened? The lizard has survived in such position for 10 years!!!!!!!!!! In a dark wall partition for 10 years without moving, it is impossible and mind-boggling. Then he wondered how this lizard survived for 10 years! Without moving a single step--since its foot was nailed! So he stopped his work and observed the lizard, what it has been doing, and what and how it has been eating. Lat...

It's not easy to be a teacher

I now know it is not easy at all to be a teacher. If you worked for different persons every day, you will not grow or hardly grow close attachments to your clients or customers and it's different with teacher. Teaching and trying to make them understand is different matter, but what happen when out of all pupils you teach there is a few unable to understand you. Will you just let them be or what you will do? That's why I always heard people said if you do not like your job, then it will be difficult. I will love my profession and will work hard for it.

Am I wrong?

I’ve wrote about how to forgive and forget, but it much easier to write and talk than to do it. I cannot forget. What should I do to make things like it used to be? I can do it to my parents, even they angry at me because of something I do not do, but I cannot do to other persons. What I can do is to treat that person good only, but I cannot be talkative and cheerful anymore. I do not even dare to ask anything personal or even anything that I think necessary. I make myself to work alone and just follow. I am wrong, I know it. But my heart is so stubborn. I even know that by doing this, it will bring problems to me. But, I must learn to live with it. But, this is me. I’ve tried, but it so difficult. I have low self confidence problem. I do not think it as problem, in fact I begin to think it as advantage to me because it teach me to be humble and learn to be more appreciative. There is / are always something good out of the thing we think it disadvantages. I cannot obey ...

BE PATIENT

A man came out of his home to admire his new truck. To his puzzlement, his three year-old son was happily hammering dents into the shiny paint of the truck. The man ran to his son, knocked him away, hammered the little boy's hands into pulp as punishments. When the father calmed down, he rushed his son to the hospital. Although the doctor tried desperately to save the crushed bones, he finally had to amputate the fingers from both the boy's hands. When the boy wake up from the surgery and saw his bandaged stubs, he innocently said, " Daddy, I'm sorry about your truck," Then he asked, "but when are my fingers going to grow back?" The father went back and committed suicide. Think abut this story the next time someone steps on your feet or you wish to take revenge. think first before you you lose your patience with someone you love. Trucks can be repaired. Broken bones nad hurt feelings often can't. Too often we fail to recognise the difference between ...