On last Thursday, I cancelled my class for Primary 1A due to the reason that GCE O'level exam was helding at the lab next to my class. I know that my "uncontrollable" kids were sure to make (a lot of) noise since they're still very very young, marah also no use.
So I walked into their classroom and handed them each a piece of paper and asked them to draw freely with no topics. The way my students will put it is "suka-hati".
The next photo that you'll be seeing is my favorite piece!
A ship dropped an anchor and break a submarine into half! Not bad huh? Well.. I don't know what is the shark and chopper for thou. Maybe the chopper for rescue and the shark waiting for it's meal.
(Primary 1 only wei, when I was primary 1, I think I can only draw matchstick man!)
When the rest of the class were drawing Naruto, cars, (for boys) Princess, house, butterflies (for girls), this is really a rare piece. While drawing, he was giggling and making all those funny noises like, "He He He", "Thiuuuuuuuuu", "Boink!", "Ka Boom"!
It is just so simple for a kid to feel happy.
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Oh, and I baked Pizza today!
In my new oven! (My birthday gift remember?)
With nothing but button mushrooms, pepperonis and mozilla firefox, oops.. I mean Mozarella cheese "kau-kau"!
(Translation: "kau" here means "thick")
Seriously, not to pujuk-sendiri, it really tasted nice. Well, maybe not for Kelly 'cos she came late and ants in my house had an earlier taste of it.
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Oh, another thing. I'm very very very VERY,
extremely happy today!
While I was munching my pizza (as above) in front of my (soon-to-die) monitor and checking my mails. Guess what, I received an email from Mr. BR, he asked for my permission to link my blog!
OMG! My blog link at BruneiResources (dot) blogspot (dot) com!
So happy that I think I nearly pengsan. Is it true? I read the email twice to confirm I didn't get the meaning wrong. Then I replied Mr.BR (in a stupid manner.. I clicked "Send" too fast and realised I can't "Back" anymore..) Log out and log in my email account again to see whether the mail is still in my inbox just to comfirm.
(By this time some of you might be thinking..
"Gila kah orang ni?")
Hehehe. My link is up in BruneiResources!
I'm happy not because my link is up there... No, correction. I do feel happy about my link up there, but I felt happier because Mr.BR is reading my (stupid) blog.
My blog, the blog with no deep thought, no meaningful quote, sometimes boring and meaningless. Oh, I forgot to mention, poor grammar and vocabulary.
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Okie, now.. back to the topic. Happy is an attitude.
Honestly speaking, I wasn't feeling happy lately. Nope, nothing happens. Just that I'd been thinking a lot, especially after reading Nisah's *entry* about her relationship.
I talked a little to Bobby and he asked/adviced/comment whether I should take a break in blogging because I can't seem to organise my thoughts and I think I blogged "crappily". <- If there's such word
And I felt even worst hearing that my friend is having some sickness.
I felt that, life is short..and fragile.
She's very strong. If I was her, I'll probably complain about God not being fair to me and sobbed whole day long. But she's different, she choose to face it bravely, accepting what God has arranged for her.
We choose to think it this way.
If something bad happened to us,
that means God thinks we're strong enough to handle it.
Pray for her my dear readers if you're seeing this.
And today when I was chatting with a friend,
Friend: From where you get those weird things to write in your blog?
Me: Huh? You think I blog weird weird things?
Friend: Weird weird idea lar...
Me: Like blogging about a roundabout?
Friend: The coffin car.. The Poki Pig..
Me: So you think my life is interesting?
Friend: At least not boring, you can always find activities to do.
Me: My life is boring too, just tat I choose to think it's interesting, so I can be happier.
It's true. I'm having a routined-life too like everyone else. Wake up, go to work, come back from work and stay at home the whole day if no one ask me to go out.
Just that I choose to live my life in a happy "angle".
I feel happy remembering my students said I look "lawa" and my student remember what I taught previously.
I feel happy if I found a nice parking.
I feel happy if I get a bigger portion of food from the restaurant.
I feel happy if I saw rainbow(s).
I feel happy if there's no big trucks/ lorries in the highway when I'm going to work.
I feel happy when it rains.
I feel happy when strangers smile to me.
I feel happy for the littlest things happening around me, even for the traffic light turning green when I was reaching the junction.
Maybe you'll think that I'm stupid for feeling happy for these small matters. But if I have a choice, to feel grumpy the whole day or keep a happy mood, I'll choose the latter.
Of course, if I can dine-in in Empire everyday and driving a Lexus RX350 I'll be much more happier, but I'm fine with eating Nasi Katok and driving my Corolla.
Some people see me as the "happy-go-lucky" and optimistic person and asked for my secret.
The key? Contentment!
I do complained about life, complained about people, complained about everything. But my mum always remind me of the less fortunate and says I should treasure what I have, whether it's good or bad.
I don't look attractive? Then I put a smile on my face to draw people closer to me, thus earning me a number of good friends (and blogmates too!).
My house is small and looks crappy? At least I have air-con in my room, Astro and PC with internet connection.
My boyfriend is not good looking? But he's a cute, good and romantic, a man that every girls dream to marry. (At least I think so)
I'm fat? That's because I'm being well-fed and never starve from hunger. Lucky aren't I?
My eyes are so small? Hey, I think they're special and at least they function well giving me the ability to see.
See? That's how I brain-washed or talked to myself sometimes when I'm feeling down over things.
Happy is an attitude, the way you see your life, the way you choose to think.
Some people own the biggest house, drive the fastest car and marry the prettiest wife (or handsome husband) but still feel unhappy.
Where as there are people who lives in a small house, eats the cheapest rice and are still driving the 20 years old Toyota are feel that their lives are meaningful and happy.
Good or bad, happy or sad,
p/s: All the photos of flowers above are all my mum's lovely flowers. I was bored one day and so brought my camera out and snapped pictures. And if you want to know, I'm not using a SLR camera, just my Lumix FX8.