tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59200519663330348612024-03-14T05:08:56.445+08:00under the Sun In the Rain& anything in between...SunnyLovesRainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10532525339252565433noreply@blogger.comBlogger384125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920051966333034861.post-82373414684240115312017-11-07T19:44:00.004+08:002017-11-07T19:44:55.813+08:00Durian Mana Durian?<br />
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today, on my MRT ride to work. I saw this poster regarding Bulan Bahasa Kebangsaan.<br />
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I'm totally ok with that. tapi yang says amat kesalkan ialah...mana perginya bush-buah Durian di Malaysia ni??? kalau ada jumpa kat tepi jalan pun dah lah kecik, mahalnya kusemangat! dengar kata dah di hantar ke negeri Cina. dah tu orang Mesia nak makan Durian Belanda ke???</div>
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Saya yang Merindui Durian</div>
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After a quick serenading sandwich dinner, i cracked open the durian much to my cat- Titleist 's delights.</div>
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No, this post is not about us, nor it is about the durian. It is about our cat Titleist.</div>
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Oh yes, he's crazy over durians. He started eating durian since he was about 3 months young. The vet says not to encourage him cos of the sugar level durian contains but, he's eating em only once in a while just as a treat for him and for us as well . Not that we can afford durians that often anymore since the price has gone sky rocketed like crazy nowadays.</div>
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So yes, cats do eat durians. It's not good for them but for just a few licks, who are we to say no. </div>
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Hello!<br />
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been a long time since I updated anything here.<br />
my last post was in January 2015. that was 2 years ago!!!<br />
I don't even know if blogging is even in trend anymore..hahaha...<br />
and funny thing too is that I totally forgot about blogging and that in fact I actually have a blog!<br />
going through the list of blogs that I used to follow and stalk...most are like either have not been updated for as long as 7 years or so or the link to the blog is not even there anymore ^.^<br />
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well, I guess people are now more into #Instagram-ing than blogging cos blogging is more time consuming whereas ig-ing is instant. take a selfie, put a short caption and u're done. well yeah, I'm one of those people who have been sucked into the world of Ig-ing except for the selfie part. I don't post selfies every 5 mins okay...hahaha..<br />
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anyroad, a little update on myself since I'm thinking of going back to writing down what I've been up to. don't really care much of weather I get traffic to this blog or not since it's kinda nice to go down the memory lane through words at the time of when things happen rather than just looking at pictures through Instagram.<br />
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So yeah, a lot has happened. ups and down. happy and sad. padded and skinny and padded again, unfortunately. growing mature in age everyday but still feeling young at heart. it's been good in the outside mostly though of course there are things that I just have to keep inside and guard not to be let out in the open. well, life without challenges is probably best dead but then again, what do I know about the afterlife huh!<br />
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guess, I must also mention that after much consideration, about a year or so ago I decided to have a cat, and quickly from that one little darling kitten, I now have 2 more. the second one is by choice to keep the first one company and the third one is however totally unplanned after my dear son thought it'd be only fair that each of us have a cat each.<br />
so yeah, I am now a proud mommy to one teenager, 1 boy cat and two princess cats... ^.^<br />
will write more about them later in other posts..hopefully...hahaha...<br />
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there u have it, just a lil intro to the updates and so u know that I'm not dead. bad joke but it's kinda rhymes...<br />
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till we meet again,<br />
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cheerios!<br />
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Tiada 2 tiada tiga, hanya kau yg satu.<br />
Kaulah permata <u>hatiku</u><br />
Kaulah jantungku<br />
Kaulah nyawaku<br />
Kau jugalah duniaku<br />
Terima kasih anakku,<br />
kerana kau, aku merasa menjadi IBU.</div>
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Bayi mu membahagiakan<br />
Kanak mu mengembirakan<br />
Remaja mu penuh cabaran<br />
Dewasa mu mematangkan<br />
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Lembutlah hatimu anakku<br />
Lapanglah dadamu anakku<br />
Tenanglah fikirmu anakku<br />
<u>Mudah</u>lah jalanmu anakku<br />
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Pilihlah Jalan yang benar anakku<br />
Pilihlah jalan Yg diredhai anakku<br />
Laluilah jalan ITU dengan sabar<br />
Walaupun Jalan ITU amat mencabar</div>
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Lihatlah keindahan<br />
Hidulah kesegaran<br />
Dengarlah kebaikan<br />
Ucaplah kesyukuran</div>
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Bahagiaku melihat kau gembira<br />
Lukaku melihat kau berduka<br />
Doaku agar kau berjaya<br />
Doaku agar kau bahagia</div>
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Ya Allah,<br />
Sayangilah dia<br />
Kasihilah dia<br />
Kasihanilah dia<br />
Terangkanlah hatinya<br />
Permudahkanlah urusannya<br />
Tunjukkanlah dia jalan yang lurus<br />
Jadikanlah dia anak yang Soleh<br />
Sinarilah hatinya dengan cahaya keimanan<br />
Hanya kau Maha Penyayang Dan Maha Mengasihani.</div>
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An ode to my dearest Son DLA<br />
Jan <u>20</u>16</div>
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<br />SunnyLovesRainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10532525339252565433noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920051966333034861.post-55755509655006904782015-09-01T18:22:00.000+08:002017-10-25T18:57:08.829+08:00Bersih<div dir="ltr">
Salam Merdeka Malaysia!!</div>
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So.... over the long weekend I fell sick with flu and fever on top of my tendolisomethingtis aka sore right shoulder/ arm,<br />
there's just so much resting and watching telly that I could do then... I got bored...</div>
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Suppose, I could do some spring cleaning around the house and what not but then... I got bored...<br />
then i thought repainting the house gate & fence would be interesting, i did. in the middle of the night (since it's not hot plus i couldn't sleep) it wasn't bad but my arm started to throb and half way through i got bored...<br />
then the next day it started to rain...i waited but then i got bored...<br />
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hehehehe...the gate is now half painted black with the rest was still in the original white...i name it Cruela de Vil.</div>
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Jadinya...this was basically <br />
my version of bersih project.<br />
The reproduction of Oscar the Grouch from Sesame Street on my trash bin/ garbage hole door that came off due to rust with my new set of acrylic paint.</div>
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One door down, One more to go...</div>
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Once that done, will have to find a welder to weld the door back to the frame.<br />
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SunnyLovesRainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10532525339252565433noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920051966333034861.post-62242913683375084462015-08-28T14:22:00.001+08:002015-08-28T14:30:33.805+08:00My very first man<p dir="ltr">My <u>very</u> first man<br>
to hold me<br>
to kiss me<br>
to cuddle me<br>
to caress me<br>
to spoil me<br>
to whisper that he loves me<br>
to say that im pretty even though im the ugly duckling<br>
to call me his princess even though I'm nothing like one</p>
<p dir="ltr">he loves me unconditionally<br>
he loves me more than i can ever loved him<br>
he loves me even when he knows i am with another man<br>
that first man can never b my ex<br>
cos his blood runs through my vein<br>
he will live forever in my heart.</p>
<p dir="ltr">It's been two years now..<br>
Missing u much..<br>
Love u Baba <3</p>
<p dir="ltr">Written on the 29/08/13<br>
Edited:28/08/15</p>
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<u>Hi</u>! my name is Miles, <br />
short for Miles Budak Brown, the traveling beruang <br />
I shall be accompanying myumy every time she goes traveling to see the world on behalf of all the children with cancer.<br />
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This is my mission:</div>
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I am the bearer of a little child's dream to travel the world. As he/ she has cancer, so I travel in his/ her place. Would you be my traveling companion as we realize this child's dream?<br />
May our adventures bring meaning to others...<br />
Let's be the best of friends.<br />
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#travellingberuangmakna <br />
#travellingberuang<br />
#mrbear<br />
#travelingbear<br />
#makna<br />
#travel<br />
#altel<br />
#airasia<br />
#childrenwithcancer<br />
#cancerawarenesscampaign<br />
#comeandjointhesupport<br />
#stopthissilence</div>
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i was diagnosed with Tendonsomethingsomethinglitis. which in ordinary term simply means
tendon tear on my right shoulder caused by repetitive shoulder motion blahblahblah... the doctor explained.<br />
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oklah senang cerita... coz i play golf five days a week, that's why. -.-<br />
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it's been almost 3 months now since the start of Ramadhan.<br />
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last week i went to the specialist and they gave a jab on my shoulder.
i hate needles but the jab is suppose to make me pain free...so i agreed to it.<br />
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actually that's not what the post all about, it's what happened slightly before and after the jab. <br />
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so a few days before my appointment with the specialist, my Event Manager(EM) WhatsApp me if i was interested to take a job.<br />
my first impression of the date was it's on that weekend Sunday.<br />
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the Jab was scheduled on the 20/8/2015, apart from i was feeling numb on my right arm, i also felt drowsy and sleepy... so i slept through...</div>
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i still feel pain in my shoulder but not as bad but it has probably migrated to my elbow now... sadly, hopefully temporarily, the doctor said i can't play golf for the next 6 weeks. Haishhhhh...... :'(</div>
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if anyone should take the responsibility of blame, it's kak Mimi, she fattens me up with her Lauk Jawa everyday! yeah i love her to bits but yeah totally blame her for my padded frame. d(^0^)b</div>
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have u ever realize that the last people to notice that u've gain some kilos are the closest to u and the people whom you seldom see are the ones to notice?</div>
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in my case obviously, i noticed (since early 2014) when i can hardly fit into my jeans, the buttons on my work shirts were popping, i've always need to suck in my tummy when i wear my tight fitted tops, my XS size golf skirt slowly turned Small, after which i had to make do with Medium then L and to my horror quickly after that i had to feel comfortable in XL!! one good thing came out of it was that i didn't have to wear padded bras or even push up bras...they just <strike>ballooning</strike> blossom naturally @-@ </div>
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going shopping with myubby becomes very uncomfortable when he insisted that he'd helped me look for the sizes. so i'll take the L/XL and let him look for the S/ M sizes for me to try on...hahahah...</div>
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myubby whom i see everyday of course has been hinting for awhile but i just brush it off with."am i not more '<i>cuddleble</i>' now? i was of course in denial and he was just too smart to counter that.</div>
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then one day, myFIL whom i see everyday casually said in front of myubby "DIL, u've put on kilos!" i was stunned that he noticed and myubby was like" see Bah also notices". i was horriFAT!</div>
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late November 2014, we were invited to a wedding. an excellent excuse for me to find a new dress, i said. browsing through the sizes of one particular design, cutting and the material i was confident i would at least fit into the L size but, no matter how much i sucked in and hold me breath in, L size was just a mission impossible. so i walked out the shop with head bow low, cheeks so red that i don't even remember putting any blusher on when i left home that day, eyes fixed on the floor with the XL size dress in my hand -__________-</div>
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realizing that my thighs say hello to each other and start a conversation every steps that i take, that i was huffing and puffing taking one flight of staircase up to and from my bedroom, myubby cheekily reminds me to tilt my head up so not to show my double chin was just way too much.</div>
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after hours of online research for the best diet programs; almost bought myself those online 'Best Diet Program" that is on offer for just one day only. after consulting with New Atkins New You book that i bought for charity from my SIL's office.</div>
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starting diligently with the 2 weeks Intro program followed by phase two soon after that. i am well into my 8th month on Atkins now and am comfortably maintaining my 50kg and back at wearing my size S Shirts, Skirts, Shorts and dresseS.</div>
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losing one's parent(s) is like losing a piece of u...</div>
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b4 this...<br />
u assume u know how it feels losing one's parent(s)<br />
u tell people to bersabar<br />
u tell people to Redha<br />
until u experience it urself. <br />
no words of condolences could actually replace that missing pieces.</div>
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u believe ur parents live forever<br />
despite them being in pain<br />
u still believe that they'll always b there for u<br />
Yes they do, they r a part of u<br />
part of who u are<br />
their blood runs thru ur body<br />
they live forever in ur heart</div>
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yeah this is so true even though this might in somehow reveal that i belong to that phone slamming era but<br />
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yeah owh welll...but yeah i do miss it d(^0^)b<br />
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where is the feather duster?<br />
where is the vacuum cleaner?<br />
where is the window cleaner?<br />
where is everything?<br />
my, my, i miss u little house..<br />
i'll come back, clean u, brighten u up and fill u in again..
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ahuh...I'LL BE BACK!<br />
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1. We all work with one infinite power<br />
2. The Secret is the Law of Attraction (LOA)<br />
3. Whatever is going on in your mind is what you are attracting<br />
4. We are like magnets - like attract like. You become AND attract what you think<br />
5. Every thought has a frequency. Thoughts send out a magnetic energy<br />
6. People think about what they don't want and attract more of the same<br />
7. Thought = creation. If these thoughts are attached to powerful emotions (good or bad) that speeds the creation<br />
8. You attract your dominant thoughts<br />
9. Those who speak most of illness have illness, those who speak most of prosperity have it..etc..<br />
10. It's not "wishful" thinking.<br />
11. You can't have a universe without the mind entering into it<br />
12. Choose your thoughts carefully .. you are a masterpiece of your life<br />
13. It's OK that thoughts don't manifest into reality immediately (if we saw a picture of an elephant and it instantly appeared, that would be too soon)<br />
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14. EVERYTHING in your life you have attracted .. accept that fact .. it's true.<br />
15. Your thoughts cause your feelings<br />
16. We don't need to complicate all the "reasons" behind our emotions. It's much simpler than that. Two categories .. good feelings, bad feelings.<br />
17. Thoughts that bring about good feelings mean you are on the right track. Thoughts that bring about bad feelings means you are not on the right track.<br />
18. Whatever it is you are feeling is a perfect reflection of what is in the process of becoming<br />
19. You get exactly what you are FEELING<br />
20. Happy feelings will attract more happy circumstances<br />
21. You can begin feeling whatever you want (even if it's not there).. the universe will correspond to the nature of your song<br />
22. What you focus on with your thought and feeling is what you attract into your experience<br />
23. What you think and what you feel and what actually manifests is ALWAYS a match - no exception<br />
24. Shift your awareness<br />
25. "You create your own universe as you go along" Winston Churchill<br />
26. It's important to feel good ( ( ( (((good))) ) ) )<br />
27. You can change your emotion immediately .. by thinking of something joyful, or singing a song, or remembering a happy experience<br />
28. When you get the hang of this, before you know it you will KNOW you are the creator<br />
29. Life can and should be phenomenal .. and it will be when you consciously apply the Law of Attraction
30. Universe will re-arrange itself accordingly<br />
31. Start by using this sentence for all of your wants: "I'm so happy and grateful now that.... "<br />
32. You don't need to know HOW the universe is going to rearrange itself<br />
33. LOA is simply figuring out for yourself what will generate the positive feelings of having it NOW<br />
34. You might get an inspired thought or idea to help you move towards what you want faster<br />
35. The universe likes SPEED. Don't delay, don't second-guess, don't doubt..<br />
36. When the opportunity or impulse is there .. ACT<br />
37. You will attract everything you require - money, people, connections.. PAY ATTENTION to what's being set in front of you<br />
38. You can start with nothing .. and out of nothing or no way - a WAY will be provided.<br />
39. HOW LONG??? No rules on time .. the more aligned you are with positive feelings the quicker things happen<br />
40. Size is nothing to the universe (unlimited abundance if that's what you wish) We make the rules on size and time<br />
41. No rules according to the universe .. you provide the feelings of having it now and the universe will respond<br />
42. Most people offer the majority of their thought in response to what they are observing (bills in the mail, being late, having bad luck...etc..)<br />
43. You have to find a different approach to what is through a different vantage point<br />
44. "All that we are is a result of what we have thought" - Buddha<br />
45. What can you do right now to turn your life around?? Gratitude<br />
46. Gratitude will bring more into our lives immediately<br />
47. What we think about and THANK about is what we bring about<br />
48. What are the things you are grateful for?? Feel the gratitude.. focus on what you have right now that you are grateful for<br />
49. Play the picture in your mind - focus on the end result<br />
50. VISUALIZE!!! Rehearse your future<br />
51. VISUALIZE!!! See it, feel it! This is where action begins<br />
52. Feel the joy .. feel the happiness :o)<br />
53. An affirmative thought is 100 times more powerful than a negative one<br />
54. "What this power is, I cannot say. All I know is that it exists." Alexander Graham Bell<br />
55. Our job is not to worry about the "How". The "How" will show up out of the commitment and belief in the "what"<br />
56. The Hows are the domain of the universe. It always knows the quickest, fastest, most harmonious way between you and your dream<br />
57. If you turn it over to the universe, you will be surprised and dazzled by what is delivered .. this is where magic and miracles happen<br />
58. Turn it over to the universe daily.. but it should never be a chore.<br />
59. Feel exhilarated by the whole process .. high, happy, in tune<br />
60. The only difference between people who are really living this way is they have habituated ways of being.
61. They remember to do it all the time<br />
62. Create a Vision Board .. pictures of what you want to attract .. every day look at it and get into the feeling state of already having acquired these wants<br />
63. "Imagination is everything. It is the preview of life's coming attractions." Albert Einstein<br />
64. Decide what you want .. believe you can have it, believe you deserve it, believe it's possible for you<br />
65. Close your eyes and visualize having what you already want - and the feeling of having it already.<br />
66. Focus on being grateful for what you have already .. enjoy it!! Then release into the universe. The universe will manifest it.<br />
67. "Whatever the mind of man can conceive, it can achieve" W. Clement Stone<br />
68. Set a goal so big that if you achieved it, it would blow your mind.<br />
69. When you have an inspired thought, you must trust it and act on it.<br />
70. How can you become more prosperous?? INTEND IT!!<br />
71. 'Checks are coming in the mail regularly'... or change your bank statement to whatever balance you want in there... and get behind the feeling of having it.<br />
72. Life is meant to be abundant in ALL areas...<br />
73. Go for the sense of inner joy and peace then all outside things appear<br />
74. We are the creators of our universe<br />
75. Relationships: Treat yourself the way you want to be treated by others .. love yourself and you will be loved<br />
76. Healthy respect for yourself<br />
77. For those you work with or interact with regularly .. get a notebook and write down positive aspects of each of those people.<br />
78. Write down the things you like most about them (don't expect change from them). Law of attraction will not put you in the same space together if you frequencies don't match<br />
79. When you realize your potential to feel good, you will ask no one to be different in order for you to feel good.<br />
80. You will free yourself from the cumbersome impossibilities of needing to control the world, your friends, your mate, your children....<br />
81. You are the only one that creates your reality<br />
82. No one else can think or feel for you .. its YOU .. ONLY YOU.<br />
83. Health: thank the universe for your own healing. Laugh, stress free happiness will keep you healthy.<br />
84. Immune system will heal itself<br />
85. Parts of our bodies are replace every day, every week..etc... Within a few years we have a brand new body<br />
86. See yourself living in a new body. Hopeful = recovery. Happy = happier biochemistry. Stress degrades the bod.<br />
87. Remove stress from the body and the body regenerates itself. You can heal yourself<br />
88. Learn to become still .. and take your attention away from what you don't want, and place your attention on what you wish to experience<br />
89. When the voice and vision on the inside become more profound and clear than the opinions on the outside, then you have mastered your life<br />
90. You are not here to try to get the world to be just as you want it. You are here to create the world around you that you choose.<br />
91. And allow the world as others choose to see it, exist as well<br />
92. People think that if everyone knows the power of the LOA there won't be enough to go around .. This is a lie that's been ingrained in us and makes so many greedy.<br />
93. The truth is there is more than enough love, creative ideas, power, joy, happiness to go around.<br />
94. All of this abundance begins to shine through a mind that is aware of it's own infinite nature. There's enough for everyone. See it. Believe it. it will show up for you.<br />
95. So let the variety of your reality thrill you as you choose all the things you want.. get behind the good feelings of all your wants.<br />
96. Write your script. When you see things you don't want, don't think about them, write about them, talk about them, push against them, or join groups that focus on the don't wants... remove your attention from don't wants.. and place them on do wants<br />
97. We are mass energy. Everything is energy. EVERYTHING. <br />
98. Don't define yourself by your body .. it's the infinite being that's connected to everything in the universe.
99. One energy field. Our bodies have distracted us from our energy. We are the infinite field of unfolding possibilities. The creative force.<br />
100. Are your thoughts worthy of you? If not - NOW is the time to change them. You can begin right were you are right now. Nothing matters but this moment and what you are focusing your attention on.<br />
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it's been awhile & i miss u...<br />
a lot of things happened that i just got so overwhelmed to actually post 'em here. so let's start one step at a time and here's my first entry for this year.<br />
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When I was quite young, my father had one of the first telephones in our
neighborhood. I remember the polished, old case fastened to the wall. The
shiny receiver hung on the side of the box. I was too little to reach the
telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother talked to it.<br />
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Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an
amazing person. Her name was "Information Please" and there was nothing she
did not know. Information Please could supply anyone's number and the
correct time.<br />
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My personal experience with the genie-in-a-bottle came one day while my
mother was visiting a neighbor. Amusing myself at the tool bench in the
basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer, the pain was terrible, but
there seemed no point in crying because there was no one home to give
sympathy.
I walked around the house sucking my throbbing finger, finally arriving at
the stairway. The telephone! Quickly, I ran for the footstool in the parlor
and dragged it to the landing Climbing up, I unhooked the receiver in the
parlor and held it to my ear. "Information, please" I said into the
mouthpiece just above my head.
A click or two and a small clear voice spoke into my ear.
"Information."
"I hurt my finger..." I wailed into the phone, the tears came readily enough
now that I had an audience.
"Isn't your mother home?" came the question.
"Nobody's home but me," I blubbered.
"Are you bleeding?" the voice asked.
"No," I replied. "I hit my finger with the hammer and it hurts."
"Can you open the icebox?" she asked.
I said I could.
"Then chip off a little bit of ice and hold it to your finger," said the
voice.<br />
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After that, I called "Information Please" for everything. I asked her for
help with my geography, and she told me where Philadelphia was. She helped
me with my math. She told me my pet chipmunk that I had caught in the park
just the day before, would eat fruit and nuts.<br />
Then, there was the time Petey, our pet canary, died. I called, Information
Please," and told her the sad story. She listened, and then said things
grown-ups say to soothe a child. But I was not consoled. I asked her, "Why
is it that birds should sing so beautifully and bring joy to all families,
only to end up as a heap of feathers on the bottom of a cage?"
She must have sensed my deep concern, for she said quietly, " Wayne always
remember that there are other worlds to sing in."
Somehow I felt better.<br />
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Another day I was on the telephone, "Information Please."
"Information," said in the now familiar voice. "How do I spell fix?" I
asked.
All this took place in a small town in the Pacific Northwest .<br />
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When I was
nine years old, we moved across the country to Boston . I missed my friend
very much. "Information Please" belonged in that old wooden box back home
and I somehow never thought of trying the shiny new phone that sat on the
table in the hall.<br />
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As I grew into my teens, the memories of those childhood
conversations never really left me.
Often, in moments of doubt and perplexity I would recall the serene sense of
security I had then. I appreciated now how patient, understanding, and kind
she was to have spent her time on a little boy.<br />
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A few years later, on my way west to college, my plane put down in Seattle .
I had about a half-hour or so between planes. I spent 15 minutes or so on
the phone with my sister, who lived there now. Then without thinking what I
was doing, I dialed my hometown Operator and said, "Information Please."<br />
Miraculously, I heard the small, clear voice I knew so well.
"Information."
I hadn't planned this, but I heard myself saying, "Could you please tell me
how to spell fix?"
There was a long pause. Then came the soft spoken answer, "I guess your
finger must have healed by now."<br />
I laughed, "So it's really you," I said.<br />
"I wonder if you have any idea how
much you meant to me during that time?"
I wonder,"<br />
she said, "if you know how much your call meant to me. I never
had any children and I used to look forward to your calls."<br />
I told her how often I had thought of her over the years and I asked if I
could call her again when I came back to visit my sister.<br />
"Please do", she said. "Just ask for Sally."<br />
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Three months later I was back in Seattle . A different voice answered
"Information."<br />
I asked for Sally.<br />
"Are you a friend?" she said.<br />
"Yes, a very old friend," I answered.<br />
"I'm sorry to have to tell you this," she said.<br />
"Sally had been working
part-time the last few years because she was sick. She died five weeks ago."
Before I could hang up she said, "Wait a minute, did you say your name was
Wayne ?"<br />
"Yes." I answered.<br />
"Well, Sally left a message for you. She wrote it down in case you called.
Let me read it to you."<br />
The note said, "Tell him there are other worlds to sing in.
He'll know what I mean."<br />
I thanked her and hung up.<br />
I knew what Sally meant.<br />
Never underestimate the impression you may make on others.<br />
Whose life have you touched today?<br />
Why not pass this on?<br />
I just did....
Lifting you on eagle's wings. May you find the joy and peace you long for.
Life is a journey .... NOT a guided tour. So don't miss the ride and have a
great time going around you don't get a second shot at it.<br />
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I loved this story and just had to pass it on. I hope you enjoy it and get a
blessing from it just as I did.<br />
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<p>so how did i get my left pointer finger stained for my MIL to see? im a Face Painter / Henna Artist remember... i use blue colured henna of course!<br>
anyway...having a blue pointer finger is the trend of the day ...so why not xD</p>
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semua janji macam best...tapi...hmmm... let see...<br />
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parti keadilan, adil ke?<br />
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yang berat sebelah? <br />
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membuatkan ramai orang bertumbuk- tumbuk<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b2aLlyoc9-o/UYh36AZS4II/AAAAAAAAEnY/6tKaUqi1ww4/s1600/psm.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><br />
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menaiki rocket<br />
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untuk ke bulan<br />
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err.. banyaknye bulan!!!<br />
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Happy Voting Malaysian!<br />
SunnyLovesRainSunnyLovesRainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10532525339252565433noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920051966333034861.post-34865713629893258652013-04-30T15:51:00.000+08:002013-04-30T15:53:12.055+08:00to LIKE or not to LIKE?on FB the only reaction given is the one and only 'LIKE', like it or not so to say...:p<br />
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but people are just clueless sometimes... it's ok to LIKE these;<br />
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agak- agaklah kalau ye pun kan... o_O<br />
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personally, to me..it's just like the same product from the same factory but wrapped in different packaging n branding..<br />
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tepuk dada tanya selera... <br />
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they look like these...<br />
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the reason for saying this is simply because...buluh buluh tu tak sempat nak besar utk jadi lemang tradisional dah tahun ni...that looks like these ye kawan-kawan...<br />
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pokok pokok buluh tu tak sempat nak besar dah tahun ni...<br />
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sebab dah jadi tiang -tiang bendera this pilihanraya!!!<br />
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hahahaha....xD<br />
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SunnyLovesRainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10532525339252565433noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920051966333034861.post-23135647494312033972013-04-19T13:54:00.001+08:002013-04-19T16:27:05.082+08:00GyiyomiHello Lil tiny Space!<br />
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it's been awhile since i write anything cool...i miss u...
will be back in a bit.<br />
as for now lemme leave u with this super amazing picture of mine...<br />
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till my next post... have a great weekend all!<br />
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~17th March 2011- 1st March 2013~<br />
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O<span class="userContent">nce upon a time not too long ago..<br /> they came to the world in pair..<br /> one little prince and one little pinkcess warriors fighting in the battle of life.<br /> the <a href="http://sunnylovesrain.blogspot.com/b/post-preview?token=FLXONT0BAAA.nHCF9zxscMnrpEz9W-l-zA.tPHEblMNJduSlVsPq4W5vA&postId=99715980014275395&type=POST">little prince </a>knew what no one else did..<br /> he also knew that two is better than one but one is better than none...<br /> so he gave way...<br /> <br /> missing him,<br /> alone in the battle, the little pinkcess fought and fought...<br /> <br /><span class="text_exposed_show"> missing him,<br /> through blood, sweat, puke and what little tears she had,<br /> she fought n fought...<br /> <br /> missing him,<br /> through the tender loving care that she received,<br /> she fought and fought... <br /> <br /> missing him,<br /> through the scissors and knives, syringes and medications<br /> she fought n fought...<br /> <br /> missing him,<br /> through doctors and appointments..<br /> she knew she was not just fighting for herself but for the selfless little prince as well...</span></span><br />
<span class="userContent"><span class="text_exposed_show">so she fought on..<br /> <br /> but... she's missing him so much..<br /> she could fight no more...<br /> she was just too tired through the tears that could not be seen,<br /> through the cry of pain that could not be heard...<br /> <br /> she's missing her twin,<br /> she longed to play with him..<br /> is that too much to ask?<br /> <br /> a little warrior pinkcess she was..she fought through what little breath she had...what little love she could give...<br /> <br /> now finally together...<br /> look up, there u can see two extra diamonds twinkling in the sky...<br /> <br /> *Pinkcess Dhaniah, u're one in a million, u're stronger than we thought...<br /> u're the only pink in the sea of blue, <br /> our love is forever with u.... </span></span><br />
<span class="userContent"><span class="text_exposed_show">Salam Umy, Aby and Abang Laith to ur Beloved Big Brother Suffian Mikhail...<br /> Love always... ♥ ♥ ♥</span></span><br />
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<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6yiW49wHcG4/UTQrylTvQCI/AAAAAAAAEis/XaZ3kLKpGb0/s1600/pinkablue.jpg" imageanchor="1"> </a> <a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85872/sunnylovesrain/50956140ac330da75e457c30aa65a418.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /></a> SunnyLovesRainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10532525339252565433noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920051966333034861.post-19550560136279478172013-02-01T15:16:00.001+08:002013-03-04T12:32:15.447+08:00Wealth Principles by T. Harv EkerHere are the 17 Wealth Principles by T. Harv Eker that i’m trying to emulate ever since i attended his seminar in KL last December 2012:<br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>Wealth File #1: Rich people believe “I create my life.” Poor people believe “Life happens to me.”</b></span><br />
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Money is extremely important in the areas in which it works, and extremely unimportant in the areas in which it doesn’t.
When you are complaining, you become a living, breathing “crap magnet.”
There is no such thing as a really rich victim!<br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><b>Declaration: “I create the exact level of my financial success!” </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>Wealth File #2: Rich people play the money game to win. Poor people play the money game to not lose.</b></span><br />
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If your goal is to be comfortable, chances are you’ll never get rich. But if your goal is to be rich, chances are you’ll end up mighty comfortable.<br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Declaration: “My goal is to become a millionaire and more!” </span></b><br />
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<b><span style="color: red;">Wealth File #3: Rich people are committed to being rich. Poor people want to be rich.</span></b>
The number one reason most people don’t get what they want is that they don’t know what they want.
If you are not fully, totally, and truly committed to creating wealth, chances are you won’t.<br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><b>Declaration: “I commit to being rich.” </b></span><br />
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<b><span style="color: red;">Wealth File #4: Rich people think big. Poor people think small.</span></b><br />
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The Law of Income: You will be paid in direct proportion to the value you deliver according to the marketplace.<br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Declaration: “I think big! I choose to help thousands and thousands of people!” </span></b><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>Wealth File #5: Rich people focus on opportunities. Poor people focus on obstacles</b></span>.<br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><b>Declaration: “I focus on opportunities over obstacles.” </b></span><br />
<span style="color: blue;"><b>Declaration: “I get ready, I fire, I aim!” </b></span><br />
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<b><span style="color: red;">Wealth File #6: Rich people admire other rich and successful people. Poor people resent rich and successful people.
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“Bless that which you want.” – Huna philosophy<br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><b>Declaration: “I admire rich people!” </b></span><br />
<span style="color: blue;"><b>Declaration: “I bless rich people!” </b></span><br />
<span style="color: blue;"><b>Declaration: “I love rich people!” </b></span><br />
<span style="color: blue;"><b>Declaration: “And I am going to be one of those rich people, too!”</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>Wealth File #7: Rich people associate with positive, successful people. Poor people associate with negative or unsuccessful people.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><b>Declaration: “I model rich and successful people.” </b></span><br />
<span style="color: blue;"><b>Declaration: “I associate with rich and successful people.” </b></span><br />
<span style="color: blue;"><b>Declaration: “If they can do it, I can do it!”</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>Wealth File #8: Rich people are willing to promote themselves and their value. Poor people think negatively about selling and promotion.</b></span><br />
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Leaders earn a heck of a lot more money than followers!<br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Declaration: “I promote my value to others with passion and enthusiasm.” </span></b><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>Wealth File #9: Rich people are bigger than their problems. Poor people are smaller than their problems.</b></span><br />
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The secret to success is not to try to avoid or get rid of or shrink from your problems; the secret is to grow yourself so that you are bigger than any problem.
If you have a big problem in your life, all that means is that you are being a small person!<br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><b>Declaration: “I am bigger than any problems.” </b></span><br />
<span style="color: blue;"><b>Declaration: “I can handle any problems.” </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>Wealth File #10: Rich people are excellent receivers. Poor people are poor receivers.</b></span><br />
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If you say you’re worthy, you are. If you say you’re not worthy, you’re not. Either way you will live into your story.<br />
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“If a hundred-foot oak tree had the mind of a human, it would only grow to be ten feet tall!” – T. Harv Eker<br />
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For every giver there must be a receiver, and for every receiver there must be a giver.
Money will only make you more of what you already are.
How you do anything is how you do everything.<br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Declaration: “I am an excellent receiver. I am open and willing to receive massive amounts of money into my life.</span></b>”<br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>Wealth File #11: Rich people choose to get paid based on results. Poor people choose to get paid based on time.</b></span><br />
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There’s nothing wrong with getting a steady paycheck, unless it interferes with your ability to earn what you’re worth. There’s the rub. It usually does.
Never have a ceiling on your income.<br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><b>Declaration: “I choose to get paid based on my results.” </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>Wealth File #12: Rich people think “both.” Poor people think “either/or.”</b></span><br />
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Rich people believe “You can have your cake and eat it too.” Middle class people believe “Cake is too rich, so I’ll only have a little piece.” Poor people don’t believe they deserve cake, so they order a doughnut, focus on the hole, and wonder why they have “nothing.”<br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><b>Declaration: “I always think ‘both’.” </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>Wealth File #13: Rich people focus on their net worth. Poor people focus on their working income.
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The true measure of wealth is net worth, not working income.
Where attention goes, energy flows and results show.<br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Declaration: “I focus on building my net worth!” </span></b><br />
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<b><span style="color: red;">Wealth File #14: Rich people manage their money well. Poor people mismanage their money well. </span></b><br />
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Until you show you can handle what you’ve got, you won’t get any more!
The habit of managing your money is more important than the amount.
Either you control money, or it will control you.<br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><b>Declaration: “I am an excellent money manager.” </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>Wealth File #15: Rich people have their money work hard for them. Poor people work hard for their money.</b></span><br />
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Rich people see every dollar as a “seed” that can be planted to earn a hundred more dollars, which can then be replanted to earn a thousand more dollars.<br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Declaration: “My money works hard for me and makes me more and more money.” </span></b><br />
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<b><span style="color: red;">Wealth File #16: Rich people act in spite of fear. Poor people let fear stop them.</span></b><br />
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Action is the “bridge” between the inner world and the outer world.
A true warrior can “tame the cobra of fear.”
It is not necessary to try to get rid of fear in order to succeed.
If you are willing to do only what’s easy, life will be hard. But if you are willing to do what’s hard, life will be easy.
The only time you are actually growing is when you are uncomfortable.
Training and managing your own mind is the most important skill you could ever own, in terms of both happiness and success.<br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Declaration: “I act in spite of fear.” </span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: blue;">Declaration: “I act in spite of doubt.” </span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: blue;">Declaration: “I act in spite of worry.” </span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: blue;">Declaration: “I act in spite of inconvenience.” </span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: blue;">Declaration: “I act in spite of discomfort.” </span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: blue;">Declaration: “I act when I’m not in the mood.” </span></b><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>Wealth File #17: Rich people constantly learn and grow. Poor people think they already know.</b></span><br />
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You can be right or you can be rich, but you can’t be both.<br />
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“Every master was once a disaster.” – T. Harv Eker<br />
To get paid the best, you must be the best.<br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Declaration: “I am committed to constantly learning and growing.” </span></b><br />
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“The mark of true wealth is determined by how much one can give away.” – T. Harv Eker<br />
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“Universe, if anyone has something great coming to them and they‘re not willing to take it, send it to me! I am open and willing to receive all of your blessings. Thank You.’<br />
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The deal is this: if somebody isn’t willing to receive his or her share, it must go to whoever will. ( that’s the way it works with money n that’s what i believe too :)<br />
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excited? well to share the happiness is good enough but to feel excited about it... i don't know...when i first heard about it..all i wanted to do was to crawl into a <strike>cafe</strike> cave..to hide n never to ever come out again. it's cruel, it's just so unfair...i waited so long to personally earn that piece of news, it was mine.<div><br></div><div>Mine!!!</div><div><br></div><div>My precious... (In Gollum's voice)</div><div><br></div>SunnyLovesRainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10532525339252565433noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5920051966333034861.post-70217819020733405162013-01-15T17:39:00.000+08:002017-10-26T11:02:40.254+08:00About SunnyLovesRain- ok i'm trying this out so bare with memy bux4ad.com affiliate manager says i made very little revenue so she's helping me out by asking me to write this post....;P<br />
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so here's a little nobody me just like what is written on About me box on the top left hand side with a .<br />
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Aida is part of a long winded given name written in my BC. Sunny is my alter ego & i love it when it rains. i thought it makes the most calming sound after the waterfall and the waves and the freshly cut grass...hmmm...the later is more to smell ainnit, oh well whatever...but it makes me feel at ease.<br />
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SIMPLE is simply is my other middle name...well sure i complain & whine a little at times...that's just to either share my inner thoughts n feelings or simply being piss off at things or people..<br />
I am flexible, adaptable & very uncomplicated. i get frustrated & annoyed when people make a mountain out of a mole hill. <br />
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above all that...i always make sure to count on my blessings regularly...<br />
so basically i am what my posts are all about. i am a very simple person but not necessarily predictable.<br />
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i'm not sure if what i write ever make sense but do i look like i care....naaaah...;PSunnyLovesRainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10532525339252565433noreply@blogger.com0