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相信有彩虹 I Believe in Rainbows

我不属于那种非常乐观的人， 而且遇到不开心的事总会令我措手不及。

好几次，在我失落、仰望天空寻找答案的时候， 都会有道彩虹悬挂着。

黄、橙、红、绿、蓝、深蓝、紫。
这道由7个颜色组合成、看似‘天桥’的彩虹 就象是在邀请你踏上它走向另一端的阳光。
走向雨后的阳光。

每一次都是这样，看到彩虹，顿时豁然开朗。

它的出现一直给我很大的力量。

现在天色已暗，不过我早就训练自己。即实在大白天或是在漆黑的夜晚，不管多累多气馁，闭上眼睛就能看见这到心中的彩虹。

因为雨过总会天晴。

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I am not extremely optimistic and often I get taken by surprise when the going gets tough.

Many a time, when things get exceptionally unbearable, I'd look to the heavens asking for an answer and always, I never fail to be surprised by the rainbow that so miraculously appears each time like this, firmly hanging upon the majestic celestial canvas.

Yellow, orange, red, green, blue, indigo, violet.
These 7 colours combine, forming a bridge that seems to be part of Alice in Wonderland, the colours gleaming and sparkling, an invitation to step and walk on it, to the other side of the heavens where things don't seem that grey.

The darkness that block my vision disappear everytime I see the rainbow.

It is a great source of strength and hope, mainly for the covenant it represents.

These days, even when the sun is shining bright or when the night falls, if exhaustion, unhappiness or pessimism should try to form a shroud, all I have to do is close my eyes and summon the rainbow from the memory of my heart.

And remind myself, that every cloud has a silver lining... :)

xoxo,
Eelyn

Paolo Coelho's The Winner Stands Alone

it's actually a very good book to read and compels me to read on with it's fascinating world of assassinations to win one's love back, glamorous lives of the Super-class, the hopes and sacrifices of struggling actresses in Hollywood, the unbelievable honesty and integrity of a rags to riches haute couture fashion designer, the boredom and superficiality of the ppl who have reached the very top of the pyramid and who live for nothing much else except to find excitement and passion in their lives...

very nicely translated from Portuguese.

i can kinda relate to it in a way, me being in one of the aforementioned industries.

quite philosophical actually, certain phrases the writer wrote. makes one think...
我们工作是为了活着， 还是活着为了工作？

难道我们工作到死为止， 都只是为了生存？

那活着到底有什么意义呢？

I have yet to finish the book, am only halfway through but I am happy that I picked this up at the bookstore. I love how the writer makes the reader think about life and certain related issues, though I am very sure, that some characters are actually an allusion to certain ppl in real life... For example the man who 'destroys worlds' in the name of love. I think that the writer is expressing some thoughts about terrorism thru this character, though he says nothing to condemn or condone...

自己煮汤喝

everytime after a whole day's work, I'd come home tired, wishing there'd be home-cooked food in the fridge waiting to be warmed up, or even a bowl of tonic soup...

maybe you guys and girls are privileged enough to have that right now, do cherish it...

it may be only a bowl of soup or even dinner specially set aside but it represents your mum's/dad's love and concern for you.

难得有空。今天就自己煮汤喝， 补补身子。。。 好喝 ：）

记得当年我被骗。。。

read the papers just now.

my attention immediately focused on this particular one where a tutor harassed a family who for firing him/her...

hmm this brings to mind a similar incident yrs ago when I was still studying in NUS.

many undergrads take up tutoring to earn a lil money and I was one of them since I had a lot of free time for the course I took up.

there was this family I remembered very well, for reasons u shall see as u read on...

this mother of 3 whose older son and daughter were in Pri 4 and Pri 1 respectively. Her son was weak in all his subjects and back then there was streaming so it was a very important year for the kid. He was rather quiet and mumbled when he talked, so I had to ask him several times before I can get what he was saying.

The younger gal was alright but jus needed improvement in scores. She was really naughty and always took the lead to distract her brother during the tuition, or be the smart alec and try to talk back.

Now the mother wanted me to tutor both of them at the same time for 2 hrs twice a week and so I did. Payment was in the form of cash

it wasn't that bearable really because they were so easily distracted, I had to repeat myself many times and on top of that they'd start playing with toys!

anyways after tutoring them for 3 mths, suddenly when I arrived as usual on time in front of their apt, try as I might but no one answered the door. It was futile waiting around as I waited like 2 hrs like a fool, when I could hv headed home to study.

u know wat? that day was supposed to be payment time. And of cos by nightfall I knew what this meant.

The next night I came by again but again no one answered the door.

I called her on the mobile but no one picked up, either that or it was directed to voice mail.

I was really upset and angry that someone would cheat me like that. If she wanted to stop the tuition, she could jolly well face me and say it! but hey she owed me one and a half mth's wages!

I can understand the haraasment the mother felt in the newspaper article but I have to say that sometimes, I wouldnt hear from just one side of the story.

:( hahah , raking all this up brought out my anger too hahah, forgive already but still can't forget! :P

nvm, i'll forget it jus as quickly after a gd night's sleep :)

免费抱抱！！free hugs!! :)

Dun be mistaken, I'm not trying to follow the footsteps of the famed Taiwanese host-celeb with great assets 瑶瑶， who came to our shores just last year to hold an event where anyone can hug her for free hehe...

I was walking along MyeongDong, the 'Orchard Road' of Seoul during Christmas night when I saw this group of young girls and guys holding placards, see the pic below... This, of cos sparked the curiosity of many passersby, including me. I really wanted to go up and hug one of them hahah but me shy la, so walked away, head still turning back to look at them in wonder...



I heard this 'free hugs' thing started from America, and now even the Koreans are doing it.

It really seemed fun cos there were lots of girls who walked up to hug _those guys_ that were quite cute, and I witnessed those girls shrieking with a mix of embarassment and GLEE after the hugs... In other words, SHIOK la... haha, it was quite a funny sight..

In the end I didnt want to miss out on the fun, so when I passed by the same street for the 2nd time, I aimed for a cute girl to hug hhaha, but she was too shy to show her whole face when we took this group shot...! Too bad for u! :p




Nevermind, 来，抱一个嘛！！ ：）

神奇 Amazing

昨晚特早睡，但不知怎么的，就是睡不好。
作完梦后迷迷糊糊的又醒来了，醒来了想趁睡意还在，再抱头大睡， 却又被个失眠的好友发的简讯吵起。

就这样，我睡不下了。

只好拉着还在熟睡的身躯， 在床上坐着。
心想：既然醒来了，在这凌晨3点多钟该做什么呢？
想了片刻，开了电灯，便走到书桌哪儿。
眼睛快速扫了扫桌面，诶。。。

一本有着红色还有紫蓝色外套的书。

那是4、5年前买的。

虽然我买了没好好读，也没好好的保管，但好奇怪嘞，它怎么还是象本新买来的书啊？

所以我拿起那本书随便翻了翻。

有一页钩起了我兴趣：A Slap on the Hand.

作者讲述了他在美国某个专门收养街上溜达，没父母，无家可归的青少年的教会里遇到的一个少年， 如何在信了主之后，成功的以阿爸父的帮助戒烟。

那少年信主后一直想把抽烟这个坏习惯戒了，但偻试不果。
他只好诚心祈求 神的帮助，他祈祷天父能帮帮他，因为他要以自己有限的能力是不可能办到的。

隔天晚上，这少年的烟瘾又来了。
他走到一个无人的小巷，从口袋里的那包香烟取出了一根，正想拿打火机的时候，突然他感觉一个巨大无比的手在他那拿着根烟的手背拍了一下。

那根烟掉落在地上。

他察看四处，一个人影也没有。
少年心里很清楚，那巨大的手，是他 阿爸父的。
在那无人的小巷里，他感动、激动的哭了。

少年深深领悟到，拍手背的这个动作，是 神深爱他的证据。

从此，他真的一根烟也不占。

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这本书叫做 The Love Language of God

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读完那一段故事后，我静思、落泪了。

它让我想起数年前，伤心欲绝而侧躺在床上痛哭的我，突然感觉背后有只巨大的手，轻轻的拍打我背，像是在安慰我。

顿时，我心里冒起了一股温暖的平安。
那一刹那，我什么都不怕。
这时，我的眼泪是半喜半优的。

喜，是因为我知道那手是谁的。

那晚我也深深感受到 神非常非常的爱我。

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This is the hotel breakfast on my 1st day in Jeju Island... you can see there's this whole stack of seaweed, heheh. That's cos I love eating seaweed!! That's why I took a lot but not enough to showcase the Sinaporean's Kiasu trait. (actually, the people in other countries can be worse, from what I observe, so Kiasu-ism may not be a specific Singaporen trait :))

The fried fish was also a nice accompaniment to the sticky, almost glutinous porridge. It was altogether a simple meal but the freshness of seafood goodness was unbeatable! FYI, Jeju people dally mostly in the seafood business and tourism also brings in a lot income for its people.

And of cos, there's the kimchi that is a staple in every meal the Koreans have.

The kimchi in every restaurant differs in taste according to how long they have aged it and the other special ingredients they may have added in the process of making it... I prefer the batches that are not aged too long though, cos those that have been put away for a long time have a certain musty taste to it.

MMmm, jus looking at this pic, I can recall vividly the taste of the brekkie that morning, sitting in the hotel cafe with a view of the sea thru the glass window...

1st look at Korea trip

This is the view from my hotel in Jeju-do... This pic's taken from the lift and my room faces the sea.. The wind was huge, even at night I can hear the whooo, woooo wooo sound of the wind blowing into my window. When I arrived, the temperature was about 1˚C and below. So cold! it was made worse by the wind blowing constantly. I felt like a dumpling wearing so many layers of winter wear like long johns, wool cardigan and down jacket plus scarf and wool cap to protect the ears. I even wore 2 layers of mittens!

The waves was huge and when I looked at it, I couldnt help but think of tsunami... *shudders*