There are so many Christmas Presents for the kids this year! The kids are so happy when unwrap their presents.
Monday, December 26, 2011
Sunday, December 25, 2011
Christmas Swimming 25 Dec 2011
Today is Christmas and it is a public holiday. We went to Brother Andrew’s house so the kids can able to swim and play water in their condominium swimming pool.
They were so happy playing together with the their dear cousins – Brother Wei Qin and Wei Yee. After the water play at the swimming pool, we had our Christmas dinner at Concorde Hotel Kuala Lumpur.
We celebrated Shah’s birthday at the same time as his birthday so happened is on Christmas.
A family day!
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Twin Turtles 4 Dec 2011
I bought a Nano block green turtle at Popular Bookstore at Sunway Pyramid, and I am the one whom do up the little turtle.
Issac was so curious looking at me when I did the small turtle with the tiny blocks, and I did it with a instruction paper.
I was so amazed that he able to build a big turtle with his jumbo blocks. He was so happy when he showed me his work!
Annabelle was happy by watching her big brother create and build the ‘giant turtle’ too! Just look at the comparison of the sizes of both turtles were being putting together!
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Steve Jobs Commencement Address, Stanford University, 2005
This is a very inspiring speech that I had ever come across. It mentioned all about basically everything: life, destiny, circles of life, death, who you are and being who you really want to be…
His life is short…56 years. Steve Jobs had made huge change towards human living by inventing the computer, and much more…He lived his life to the fullest!!!
Am I ?
Stanford Report, June 14, 2005
'You've got to find what you love,' Jobs says
This is a prepared text of the Commencement address delivered by Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, on June 12, 2005.
The first story is about connecting the dots.
I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?
It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.
And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.
It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:
Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.
None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, it's likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.
Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.
My second story is about love and loss.
I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.
I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.
I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.
During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I returned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.
I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.
My third story is about death.
When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.
Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.
About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.
I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.
This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope it's the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:
No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.
Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.
Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.
Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.
Thank you all very much
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Women On the Clock
God doesn't give you the people you want; He gives you the people you NEED... to help you, to hurt you, to leave you, to love you and to make you into the person you were meant to be.
One Flaw In Women 
Women have strengths that amaze men.....
They bear hardships and they carry burdens,
but they hold happiness, love and joy.
They smile when they want to scream.
They sing when they want to cry.
They cry when they are happy
and laugh when they are nervous.
They fight for what they believe in..
They stand up to injustice.
They don't take "no" for an answer
when they believe there is a better solution.
They go without so their family can have.
They go to the doctor with a frightened friend.
They love unconditionally.
They cry when their children excel
and cheer when their friends get awards.
They are happy when they hear about
a birth or a wedding.
Their hearts break when a friend dies.
They grieve at the loss of a family member,
yet they are strong when they
think there is no strength left.
They know that a hug and a kiss
can heal a broken heart.
Women come in all shapes, sizes and colours.
They'll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you
to show how much they care about you.
The heart of a woman is what
makes the world keep turning.
They bring joy, hope and love.
They have compassion and ideas.
They give moral support to their
family and friends.
Women have vital things to say
and everything to give.
HOWEVER, IF THERE IS ONE FLAW IN WOMEN,
IT IS THAT THEY FORGET THEIR WORTH.
W2W Talk: Hui Sing
Nowadays, seeing Hui Sing on Face book is very happy and delighted thing because it seems like she is very enjoying her life as an home maker and at the same time take care of her baby girl. So, drop her a mail seeking her advice like that if I would like to quit my current job, and join as a full time home maker or probably some other part time job…actually i would like to do my Pru Biz… if I am able to. My 2nd Quarter target have not reach yet, and I do not want to loose my licence. Emm… Sometimes when think of it, is very stressful thing…
woman, how u spend ur daily life as a home maker and mother ler? can roughly share with me your routine chores? Thinking of quitting my job and become a house wife la.
Working sometimes is tiring and stressful. Rushing between home and work and kids. can share with me your daily life?
to b honest, sometimes i miss my working life. at least when I'm working, those time is really mine. when u accomplish some tasks, those satisfaction level is different. staying at home actually stress me up most of the time. 1st of all, i don't have my own income, and my husband not giving me fix or monthly pocket money, i don't have freedom when i wan to buy things. 2nd, staying at home really makes me feel really low self esteem, ppl will not really appreciate what u've sacrifice and do, they will think it's what u "suppose to do", not mentioning tons of housework repeatedly same everyday, which makes me sick of it. 3rdly, my circle of frens really become very very small. i hardly have any fren to talk to, that's why i hook up to fb very long hrs, just wan to get myself updated. nowadays i quit laundry, since my hb willing to pay for dobby fees, instead of giving me that part of $, i quit doing it. since he willing to pay to tabao food, i don't really cook oso nowadays.
anyway, that's how i feel lor.. probably i step into full time mom's life too soon b4 i fully prepared. so u really have to mentally prepared first b4 u making that decision.
I'm not the type who has a fix schedule on doing things lar.. basically doing some housework, taking care of my girl, doing some online biz, do some craftwork.. like that lor.
Cheer up my dear fren. i always thinks that u r the best mum for your sweet little girl, can c it during the photos that u posted on fb. She learns things very fast.
Actually i think it is the same thing i feel all these while, that as a woman, it is what " u supposed to do" lor, even though rushing back from work, have to do the laundry, kids simple meals, bathing them, washing dishes, after when I'm bathing time will be around 10.00pm oredi. Time to let the kids sleep. It is really different between having kids and no kids life. Other than that, most of the time, my hubby is not at the house. Yet, he is very hygiene type of person, sometimes he come back will complaint say this not clean and that not clean enough...made me so frustrated. He din give me any monthly expanses and yet likes to complaint. Of course, all the household things, milks, pampers, instalments, day-care he pay la, I pay on our insurance, elec and astro bills, daily 'market money' for meals. Also, it seems like not much left in the pocket. Kids sometimes will sick, then my extra money gone...Last time, I used to ta bao too, but evertime when bringing the kids back to In Laws house at Kuching, u know la, she will start asking what are their grandchildren having everyday, etc. Then, I will start to feel guilty as both of my kids actually are smaller size compared to their actual age. Well, try to cook some soup and at least 2 times a week, at least they tasted mummy's home cook. But, by looking at your photos, you are better cook than I do. Hahaha...
Probably the thinking of being full time house wife just 'pop out' in my mind, thinking of really tired of being employed and the salary is not increase and more responsibilities. Most of the time is fire fighting. Really mentally tiring apart from my 'duty as a mother'. Really no time for myself lor. No more private time, sometimes just scribble something on my own blog, and that's it, consider yes la.. Probably doing part time job is ok. Anyway have to earn my pocket money.Really don't know... and this ideas had been stuck in my head for pass 6 months oredi. Just really have not decide anything yet, as I have current commitment to fulfil (my insurance, etc, ...)
How's your online biz, is it the handmade soap thing? U workout together with your frenz? At least, this is something u like rite?
Cheer up ya! And keep up the good work! Woman and great Mum!
U know what? This made me realize that every woman got their story and problems too... dealing with husband, kids, in-laws, siblings, etc. Sometimes, it is a bit difficult to advise as v all r not n their shoes. What v can do is support our dear frenz whenever they need it. Probably I would like to start with something small, and need to plan it out 1st. Thanks for your sharing and happy always and enjoy your life ya...
I guess every woman has their own story and own problems. So, in my case really have to keep it up and think of something out of it. Starting a small biz and at the same time doing my Pru Biz? With a little bit help from my dad? 1st thing 1st is what should I invest into? A little one will do…
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Issac Birthday 12 Nov 2011
We bought an ice-cream cake for Issac, as he wished to have a ice-cream cake after he had tasted Daddy’s birthday cake earlier on.
It is bigger than Daddy’s one. We sang Happy Birthday song to Issac, we celebrate as a family.
Both happy for the cakes and official 6th years old today, my boy!
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