The Climb –Myle Cyrus
Songwriters: Alexander, J; Mabe, J;
I can almost see it
That dream I am dreaming
But there's a voice inside my head saying
"You'll never reach it"
Every step I'm taking
Every move I make feels
Lost with no direction
My faith is shaking
But I gotta keep trying
Gotta keep my head held high
There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be a uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb
The struggles I'm facing
The chances I'm taking
Sometimes might knock me down
But no, I'm not breaking
I may not know it
But these are the moments that
I'm gonna remember most, yeah
Just gotta keep going
And I, I got to be strong
Just keep pushing on
'Cause there's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be a uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb, yeah!
There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Somebody's gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb, yeah!
Keep on moving, keep climbing
Keep the faith, baby
It's all about, it's all about the climb
Keep the faith, keep your faith, whoa
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
to all my beloved frenz...
Sand and Stone
A story tells that two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face. The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand: "TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE."
They kept on walking until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath. The one, who had been slapped, got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but the friend saved him. After the friend recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone: "TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE."
The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, "After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now, you write on a stone, why?"
The other friend replied: "When someone hurts us, we should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But, when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it."
LEARN TO WRITE YOUR HURTS IN THE SAND, AND TO CARVE YOUR BENEFITS IN STONE
A story tells that two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face. The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand: "TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE."
They kept on walking until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath. The one, who had been slapped, got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but the friend saved him. After the friend recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone: "TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE."
The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, "After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now, you write on a stone, why?"
The other friend replied: "When someone hurts us, we should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But, when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it."
LEARN TO WRITE YOUR HURTS IN THE SAND, AND TO CARVE YOUR BENEFITS IN STONE
Mothers day - inspiring story about mother
( an inspiring motivational story )
A man stopped at a flower shop to order some flowers to be wired to his mother who lived two hundred miles away.
As he got out of his car he noticed a young girl sitting on the curb sobbing.
He asked her what was wrong and she replied, "I wanted to buy a red rose for my mother.
But I only have seventy-five cents, and a rose costs two dollars."
The man smiled and said, "Come on in with me. I'll buy you a rose."
He bought the little girl her rose and ordered his own mother's flowers.
As they were leaving he offered the girl a ride home.
She said, "Yes, please! You can take me to my mother."
She directed him to a cemetery, where she placed the rose on a freshly dug grave.
The man returned to the flower shop, canceled the wire order, picked up a bouquet and drove the two hundred miles to his mother's house.
(http://www.indianchild.com/short_stories.htm)
A man stopped at a flower shop to order some flowers to be wired to his mother who lived two hundred miles away.
As he got out of his car he noticed a young girl sitting on the curb sobbing.
He asked her what was wrong and she replied, "I wanted to buy a red rose for my mother.
But I only have seventy-five cents, and a rose costs two dollars."
The man smiled and said, "Come on in with me. I'll buy you a rose."
He bought the little girl her rose and ordered his own mother's flowers.
As they were leaving he offered the girl a ride home.
She said, "Yes, please! You can take me to my mother."
She directed him to a cemetery, where she placed the rose on a freshly dug grave.
The man returned to the flower shop, canceled the wire order, picked up a bouquet and drove the two hundred miles to his mother's house.
(http://www.indianchild.com/short_stories.htm)
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Resipi Ayam Masak Lemak Cili Api
½ ekor ayam dipotong ikut citarasa
1inchi halia
1inchi lengkuas
1inchi kunyit
2 ulas bawang putih
3ulas bawang merah
11batang cili padi(tambah lagi depend pd kegemaran)
1cwn santan pekat
500ml air (depend pd tahap kuah yg dikehendaki)
Sedikit asam keeping
Sedikit gula
Sedikit garam
½ ekor ayam dipotong ikut citarasa
1inchi halia
1inchi lengkuas
1inchi kunyit
2 ulas bawang putih
3ulas bawang merah
11batang cili padi(tambah lagi depend pd kegemaran)
1cwn santan pekat
500ml air (depend pd tahap kuah yg dikehendaki)
Sedikit asam keeping
Sedikit gula
Sedikit garam
Kalau tension biasenye org buat ape?
Macam2lah aktiviti kita buatkan untuk release tension..tambah2 lg kita org di tahun akhir ni..lagilah...jgn ckp bdk engin..xpandai msk..kurang sedap jer.sy dan 1org kawan sy ni suka lepaskan dengan memasak…walaupun tak sedap tapi kami puas, sy suka masak kek batik, ada kawan sy tu suka masak speggeti dan macaroni, yang kawan ni suka msk berasaskan nasi, nnti kenyanglah prut housematenya….ni ada resipi aym msk lemak cili api, dulu pernah belajar dgn kwn yg tinggal kat PD, dia asal org Melaka.Tapi dah diubah ikut citarasa sy yang asalnya dari pantai timur,so pedasnya sy kurangkanlah…kek batik ni pulak belajar ms sekolah menengah dulu,kisahnya bila mak sy pernah jd babysitter utk anak Teacher Aini…teacher ni baik sgt..terserlah nilai islamiknya..org tengok pun terpikat, cakapnya pun lemah lembut…dia mengajar sy masa form 1, dalam kelas kita org sukalah teacher ajar..ms tu bila ma balik keje, dia bw balik kek batik, so mkn sedap,terus suruh ma mintak resipi dgn teacher…time sekolah dulu pun jd duit saku kalau dapat tempahan kek ni dr cikgu or kwn2..tp buat suka2 jer, biase bg less harga sbb tkt tak sedap..kek batik ni pun kak long suka buat,ms kak long kat UPM dulu,dia kongsi resipi kwn2 dia gak msk ngan rice cooker,so bila sy kat u pun terikut gak.Buat kek ni bukannya susah, senang jer…nk sedap lagi tambahlah sedikit garam (ni belajar dgn Chef Wan), sedikit Nescafe, cornflakes ker, cococrunch ker…badam or raisin..suka hati sy jer update kek ni..asalkan rasa ok…sedap or tak xtaulah….
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