Celebrating Merdeka Yeah Hope u all enjoy it
Best shot from shayne thx shayne for holding the camera hehe
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Happiness doesn't exist on the far side of distant mountains. It is within you, yourself. Not you, however, sitting in idle passivity. It is to be found in the vibrant dynamism of your own life as you struggle to challenge and overcome one obstacle after another, as you clamber up a perilous ridge in pursuit of that which lies beyond
-Sensei Guidance-
-Sensei Guidance-
People the word!
As we all know now there is a global disease known as influenza A H1N1 and because of this all the Gakkai activities will be stop for moment but we as a youth we shouldn't give up .So Our Big Brother Danny Lean Cheng Liung and Future Lawyer Sis Andreanna Ten will go to member house for chanting session and you all be ready for Chanting Invasion.
From:Handsome Jason hehe!!!
As we all know now there is a global disease known as influenza A H1N1 and because of this all the Gakkai activities will be stop for moment but we as a youth we shouldn't give up .So Our Big Brother Danny Lean Cheng Liung and Future Lawyer Sis Andreanna Ten will go to member house for chanting session and you all be ready for Chanting Invasion.
From:Handsome Jason hehe!!!
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Friday, July 31, 2009
Friday, July 3, 2009
Discussion Meet 14th July 2009
Hello everybody!!!!
It's been a long time since we last met =), but fear not, because our next HSD Discussion Meet is just around the corner!!! It's on the 14th of July...8pm - 9.30pm...at Subang Jaya Centre, SS14.
The theme for this month's HSD Discussion Meet is Inspiration. So be there to be inspired...our activity would be something out of this world, we guarantee you tons of FUN...( Hint: There'll be lots of music! )
For transport arrangement, please contact your respective PICs. Thank You!!!
MnX
It's been a long time since we last met =), but fear not, because our next HSD Discussion Meet is just around the corner!!! It's on the 14th of July...8pm - 9.30pm...at Subang Jaya Centre, SS14.
The theme for this month's HSD Discussion Meet is Inspiration. So be there to be inspired...our activity would be something out of this world, we guarantee you tons of FUN...( Hint: There'll be lots of music! )
For transport arrangement, please contact your respective PICs. Thank You!!!
MnX
Friday, June 12, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
Learning From A Cabbie
A couple weeks ago I was standing out on a cold evening in New York City waiting for a cab to come take me to a nightclub. After about 5 minutes of waiting, I was picked up by a middle-eastern gentleman in his 30's, and he was clearly angry. Swear words left and right about how horrible New Yorkers were. I knew my cab ride would only be about 10 minutes and there was a part of me that wanted to be silent and just move on with my life, but I also wanted to try and connect.
I asked the man what the issue was, and after some beating around the bush, he told me that he had just come from JFK airport without a customer. For those that don't know, this is basically $70 in lost fare, which is a fairly big deal. I tried my best to commisserate and share in his frustration. Over the course of that cab ride, what started as pure anger slowly shifted to inquiry. He mentioned that he had read an article a while back which said that the happiest people are the ones that give, so he hoped he'd have more chances to give in his life. I was really starting to enjoy being in the presence of this introspective man! We continued talking about why giving is so beneficial both to giver and receiver and different ways to practice it.
As we arrived at my destination, I paid my fare by credit card (with generous tip), but didn't want to stop there. I pulled out an extra $20 and said:
'sir, since we've been talking about giving this whole time, I wanted to share that feeling of giving with you. I've already paid my fare, but here's an extra little bit. you can keep it if you want, since you're already down $70 from jfk. But, if you want to experience the power of the gift, then tell the next passenger in this cab that their ride is a gift from another and they can share their gratitude in whatever way they wish.'
I thought I was being a pretty cool guy at this point! but that's when the cabbie blew me away. He turned toward me, tears in his eyes, and he says:
'sir, i have better idea. you give that $20 to a homeless person around here and i will gift the next passenger with free ride myself.'
wow. this man was literally yelling obscenities to me 10 minutes ago. i got out of the car and walked around for a bit trying to find someone to get a meal for before heading to my destination.
was an absolute honor meeting that cabbie and learning the lesson of how everyone is capable of giving and totally flooring another with their generosity.
Hmm... ten worlds??
Andrea.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Shay Day
This actually came in through the mail... thought it was a great story to share... and it's the only mail that I've forwarded so far... Cheers!
Two Choices
What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line, there isn't one.. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the same choice?
At a fund raising dinner for a school that serves children with learning disabilities, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question:
'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does, is done with perfection.
Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do.
Where is the natural order of things in my son?'
The audience was stilled by the query.
The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, who was mentally and physically disabled comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child.'
Then he told the following story:
Shay and I had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' I knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but as a father I also understood that if my son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
I approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning..'
Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt. I watched with a small tear in my eye and warmth in my heart. The boys saw my joy at my son being accepted.
In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three.
In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as I waved to him from the stands.
In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again.
Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat.
At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game?
Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball.
However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact.
The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed.
The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.
The game would now be over.
The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman.
Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.
Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out of reach of all team mates.
Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, 'Shay, run to first!
Run to first!'
Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first base.
He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled.
Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!'
Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the base.
By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball. The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to be the hero for his team.
He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head.
Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home.
All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
Shay, run to third!'
As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!'
Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the game for his team
'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world'.
Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making me so happy, and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
AND NOW A LITTLE FOOT NOTE TO THIS STORY:
We all send thousands of jokes through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending messages about life choices, people hesitate.
The crude, vulgar, and often obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message Well, the person who sent you this believes that we all can make a difference.
We all have thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural order of things.'
So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people present us with a choice:
Do we pass along a little spark of love and humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little bit colder in the process?
A wise man once said every society is judged by how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
You now have two choices:
1. Delete
2. Forward
May your day, be a Shay Day.
Two Choices
What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line, there isn't one.. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the same choice?
At a fund raising dinner for a school that serves children with learning disabilities, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question:
'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does, is done with perfection.
Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do.
Where is the natural order of things in my son?'
The audience was stilled by the query.
The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, who was mentally and physically disabled comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child.'
Then he told the following story:
Shay and I had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' I knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but as a father I also understood that if my son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
I approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning..'
Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt. I watched with a small tear in my eye and warmth in my heart. The boys saw my joy at my son being accepted.
In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three.
In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as I waved to him from the stands.
In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again.
Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat.
At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game?
Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball.
However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact.
The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed.
The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.
As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.
The game would now be over.
The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman.
Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.
Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out of reach of all team mates.
Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, 'Shay, run to first!
Run to first!'
Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first base.
He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled.
Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!'
Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the base.
By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball. The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to be the hero for his team.
He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head.
Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home.
All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'
Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third!
Shay, run to third!'
As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!'
Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the game for his team
'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world'.
Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making me so happy, and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
AND NOW A LITTLE FOOT NOTE TO THIS STORY:
We all send thousands of jokes through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending messages about life choices, people hesitate.
The crude, vulgar, and often obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message Well, the person who sent you this believes that we all can make a difference.
We all have thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural order of things.'
So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people present us with a choice:
Do we pass along a little spark of love and humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little bit colder in the process?
A wise man once said every society is judged by how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
You now have two choices:
1. Delete
2. Forward
May your day, be a Shay Day.
Monday, May 18, 2009
The Biggest Blunder
Earlier today, I was asked to lead the oath during assembly for the very first time.
Apart of me was nervous, Another part of me was happy to be able to play a role before I leave High School.
Right then I knew I only had a minute or two before the National Anthem ended.
I was rehearsing the oath repeatedly in my head.
I knew I got it all right and was ready. But things changed when I stood infront of the crowd, having a microphone right infront of my face, seeing the crowd waiting for a response. .
My mind just went blank!
And what may you ask was the biggest blunder I've made??
I said this very phrase, "Sila angkat tangan kiri untuk bacaan ikrar."
I soon heared laughter from the crowd but can't make of it.
And then a friend of mine whispered "Kanan, Rach, Kanan"
I then realise my mistake. In my head I was telling myself, "You know what? I'm going to finish what I've started & apologise for the mistake!"
And I ended the oath perfectly. . .
I guess at the end of the day what I'm trying to say here is.. If it wasn't for all the experience that I've gained and opportunities given to participate in the 5.5, To speak in a large crowd, to coordinate a group of new people, to be an emcee in a Hsd meet, to perform infront of people.. I wouldn't have been able to pull myself back up and finish it confidently.
So shall you all use this opportunity well for the upcoming 5.5 HSD Day, as this is only a stepping stone to many bigger challenges set infront of you.
Okay you can all go ahead and laugh now.. ^.^ Shall this enlighten your day.
All the very best in mid-terms yo!
Rachel.
Apart of me was nervous, Another part of me was happy to be able to play a role before I leave High School.
Right then I knew I only had a minute or two before the National Anthem ended.
I was rehearsing the oath repeatedly in my head.
I knew I got it all right and was ready. But things changed when I stood infront of the crowd, having a microphone right infront of my face, seeing the crowd waiting for a response. .
My mind just went blank!
And what may you ask was the biggest blunder I've made??
I said this very phrase, "Sila angkat tangan kiri untuk bacaan ikrar."
I soon heared laughter from the crowd but can't make of it.
And then a friend of mine whispered "Kanan, Rach, Kanan"
I then realise my mistake. In my head I was telling myself, "You know what? I'm going to finish what I've started & apologise for the mistake!"
And I ended the oath perfectly. . .
I guess at the end of the day what I'm trying to say here is.. If it wasn't for all the experience that I've gained and opportunities given to participate in the 5.5, To speak in a large crowd, to coordinate a group of new people, to be an emcee in a Hsd meet, to perform infront of people.. I wouldn't have been able to pull myself back up and finish it confidently.
So shall you all use this opportunity well for the upcoming 5.5 HSD Day, as this is only a stepping stone to many bigger challenges set infront of you.
Okay you can all go ahead and laugh now.. ^.^ Shall this enlighten your day.
All the very best in mid-terms yo!
Rachel.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
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Saturday, May 9, 2009
5.5 High School Division Day
Did you all know that the 5.5 high school division will be held on 6/6/2009 for those who want to go pls ask ur pic remember space is limited!!!!!
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
A Story That Will Touch Your Heart
The story really touched me and I hope it will touch your heart too !
I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back.
The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old..
The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'
Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny,
are you sure I don't have enough money?''
The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''
Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.
The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.
Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.
'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas.
She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.'
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.
But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.'
His eyes were so sad while saying this. 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked up at me and said: 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.'
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.'
'I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.'
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check
again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''
'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.
The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!'
Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''
'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''
'My mommy loves white roses.'
A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.
I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.
I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young
woman and a little girl.
The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical
state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the
life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.
Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.
I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is
still, to this day, hard to imagine.
And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
2009 here we come???
Hello everyone, signing in from Melbourne =)
What have happened to Block 2 high spirited, noisy, enthusiastic, full of "nonsense" group?
Come on guys, you all need to spice up the year with full of interesting experience and facts E.g. - boy girl relationships tips, pimple treatment tips, hair tips, fashion tips, even lip sticks for man tips??? who knows, some bloc might be interested to know. hahaah.. but please be sensible and do not cross the line... You all can even use this blog to mock people from other blocks ^ .^..just a suggestions Danny and Andrea..ahahaha
From what I know the 5.5 HSD meet with be commencing soon.. Wow.. The sort of the most important event for HSD after year end trip =)
Well guys, especially to all the newbies and newly promoted PIC's, from where i source my information about HSD (the blog) had left me with much worries... Yes, I know there are examinations coming up, busy schedules for school activities, homework, etc etc etc.....
However, if we do not commit oneself to our positions we had been honoured, we are not carrying out our duties...
Our Tall tai kah cheh Teng, and our sai mui of the REAL Tai Kah Cheh = Ashley have been mugging on the "spam me" column saying, as quoted "Why is this blog so dead" shows that Block 2 has lost its spices and the sense of aura... our block is known for its innovations, creativity but yet crazy behaviors and also the "England" that we use to speak....
Come on people, crap somthing on the blog or even take pictures during your prep meet and post it up on the blog to show that block 2 is inching forward not stalling dead which what I've saw for the last 2 months... Most importantly show the members that the PIC/PTC are putting in effort on trying to spice up their life as well....
Ok enough said from melbourne... and just so you all know,, don't be jealous... Melbourne City itself is ONE BEAUTIFUL AND DELIGHTFUL city to be in...LOVE IT HERE.... ahahaha... as I said don't be jealous..
Hope that my 4 a.m. blabering out of boredom spice up this blog for the future...
Yours aussie boy (monkey)
What have happened to Block 2 high spirited, noisy, enthusiastic, full of "nonsense" group?
Come on guys, you all need to spice up the year with full of interesting experience and facts E.g. - boy girl relationships tips, pimple treatment tips, hair tips, fashion tips, even lip sticks for man tips??? who knows, some bloc might be interested to know. hahaah.. but please be sensible and do not cross the line... You all can even use this blog to mock people from other blocks ^ .^..just a suggestions Danny and Andrea..ahahaha
From what I know the 5.5 HSD meet with be commencing soon.. Wow.. The sort of the most important event for HSD after year end trip =)
Well guys, especially to all the newbies and newly promoted PIC's, from where i source my information about HSD (the blog) had left me with much worries... Yes, I know there are examinations coming up, busy schedules for school activities, homework, etc etc etc.....
However, if we do not commit oneself to our positions we had been honoured, we are not carrying out our duties...
Our Tall tai kah cheh Teng, and our sai mui of the REAL Tai Kah Cheh = Ashley have been mugging on the "spam me" column saying, as quoted "Why is this blog so dead" shows that Block 2 has lost its spices and the sense of aura... our block is known for its innovations, creativity but yet crazy behaviors and also the "England" that we use to speak....
Come on people, crap somthing on the blog or even take pictures during your prep meet and post it up on the blog to show that block 2 is inching forward not stalling dead which what I've saw for the last 2 months... Most importantly show the members that the PIC/PTC are putting in effort on trying to spice up their life as well....
Ok enough said from melbourne... and just so you all know,, don't be jealous... Melbourne City itself is ONE BEAUTIFUL AND DELIGHTFUL city to be in...LOVE IT HERE.... ahahaha... as I said don't be jealous..
Hope that my 4 a.m. blabering out of boredom spice up this blog for the future...
Yours aussie boy (monkey)
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Upcoming Events!!!!!
Hello folks,
Well....since nobody wanna blog then I might as well take the opportunity to announce or rather to remind all of you the upcoming events in March!!!!YAY!!!!
First up,(drumroll)
HSD Discussion Meet, 17th of March, Tuesday(Holiday!!!!) 8pm at SJC. The first HSD Discussion Meet of the year 2009, MUST ATTEND ar!!!!!!!!!
Now, the piece de resistance......
Jeng jeng jeng jeng!!!!! Run For Peace 2009!!!! Be there on the 22nd of March, 6am(wah...so early hor...). There'll be lots of people in GREEN, if you love green then make sure you're there!!!!(lame) It's like being in a wide green field....yeah....
That's all....i guess so...please add in or correct any mistakes ya...
The not-so-blogging-type-of-blogger,
MnX
Well....since nobody wanna blog then I might as well take the opportunity to announce or rather to remind all of you the upcoming events in March!!!!YAY!!!!
First up,(drumroll)
HSD Discussion Meet, 17th of March, Tuesday(Holiday!!!!) 8pm at SJC. The first HSD Discussion Meet of the year 2009, MUST ATTEND ar!!!!!!!!!
Now, the piece de resistance......
Jeng jeng jeng jeng!!!!! Run For Peace 2009!!!! Be there on the 22nd of March, 6am(wah...so early hor...). There'll be lots of people in GREEN, if you love green then make sure you're there!!!!(lame) It's like being in a wide green field....yeah....
That's all....i guess so...please add in or correct any mistakes ya...
The not-so-blogging-type-of-blogger,
MnX
Sunday, January 18, 2009
"Doing gongyo every day is a challenge. Introducing others to the practice is a challenge. Getting people to subscribe to our publications is a challenge. Attending meetings is a challenge. Sometimes it can all become too much and leave one feeling negative and wanting to take a break! Since we are human beings, it's only natural that we might feel this way on occasion. The important thing, however, it not to spin out of the orbit of faith. I hope you will continue to pursue the path of Buddhahood steadily and patiently, encouraging one another on your journey.
Winning in life is not a matter of form or appearances. It has nothing to do with vanity. Nor is it a matter of simply navigating one's way smoothly through an organization that has already been created. Victory in life ultimately hinges on whether one has truly strived, whether one has truly advanced."
-Ikeda Sensei-
Winning in life is not a matter of form or appearances. It has nothing to do with vanity. Nor is it a matter of simply navigating one's way smoothly through an organization that has already been created. Victory in life ultimately hinges on whether one has truly strived, whether one has truly advanced."
-Ikeda Sensei-
Friday, January 16, 2009
2009 hmmmm!!!
Hellow People,,,,,
Let us all take a deep breath of fresh air from 2008 and look forward to this years incoming activities and experience plus our mission. This year will be an interesting year all together as we start off the year with a holiday trip instead of a holiday at the end of the year (holiday for PIC/PTC only sorry members). Well...., this is the brilliance of Block 2 that we come up with intelligent yet foolish ideas to make our lives and most of all, our beloved members lives filled with colours and dimensions to look sort of "interesting".
Apart from the ideas that comes out from the people of Block 2, they consist of weird, unique, odd, unusual, in all shapes, sizes and features (fat, skinny, tall, short, hairy, small eye, big eye, big mouth, no mouth, etc, etc, etc) made Block 2 such a bizarre Block in the whole HSD of Selangor and I dare to say without my thoughts flowing through my mind, more bizarre than the ones in the KL region.
With these people coming together beautifying and flowering this block from a weak and fragile one to a family like atmosphere that bonded one another through happiness, success, failures, sadness and ofcourse minum teh session, which Made 2008 a short year but a year of memories that carries forth a lifetime to muse on.
Let me remind everyone that enjoyed 2008, do not stop there, continue to polish oneself and consistently carry out our daily Human Revolution and advance forward to be one day a Global Citizen. Besides one's own benefit, youth today should participate in the march towards the cause for World Wide Kosen-rufu and towards the struggle for World Peace, for Humanity.
Make 2009 a LEAP forward from what we did in 2008. For the newly elected PTC I welcome you to the family of what common mortals call weird and to the new proudly promoted PIC's, I congratulate you and honour the duty that YOU will be carrying out.
Yours weirdnessly,
Kuanlee ( monkey )
Let us all take a deep breath of fresh air from 2008 and look forward to this years incoming activities and experience plus our mission. This year will be an interesting year all together as we start off the year with a holiday trip instead of a holiday at the end of the year (holiday for PIC/PTC only sorry members). Well...., this is the brilliance of Block 2 that we come up with intelligent yet foolish ideas to make our lives and most of all, our beloved members lives filled with colours and dimensions to look sort of "interesting".
Apart from the ideas that comes out from the people of Block 2, they consist of weird, unique, odd, unusual, in all shapes, sizes and features (fat, skinny, tall, short, hairy, small eye, big eye, big mouth, no mouth, etc, etc, etc) made Block 2 such a bizarre Block in the whole HSD of Selangor and I dare to say without my thoughts flowing through my mind, more bizarre than the ones in the KL region.
With these people coming together beautifying and flowering this block from a weak and fragile one to a family like atmosphere that bonded one another through happiness, success, failures, sadness and ofcourse minum teh session, which Made 2008 a short year but a year of memories that carries forth a lifetime to muse on.
Let me remind everyone that enjoyed 2008, do not stop there, continue to polish oneself and consistently carry out our daily Human Revolution and advance forward to be one day a Global Citizen. Besides one's own benefit, youth today should participate in the march towards the cause for World Wide Kosen-rufu and towards the struggle for World Peace, for Humanity.
Make 2009 a LEAP forward from what we did in 2008. For the newly elected PTC I welcome you to the family of what common mortals call weird and to the new proudly promoted PIC's, I congratulate you and honour the duty that YOU will be carrying out.
Yours weirdnessly,
Kuanlee ( monkey )
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