Best Dress from Heavenly God

Today was a bad day, yet in the midst of the darkness I received best dress from the God in Heaven.

I had a dinner just now, was a very grand dinner, Gala FIABCI Night which was meant for the Real Estate and Property players in Malaysia. The King of the State was there as well. Knew this was a big event that I’m going to attend couple of weeks ago, I was cracking my head wondering what should I wear to the dinner. Well, I’m not really good in dressing.

I bought a white dress for it, which I though might be suitable, but instead the dress is good for press conference and not a grand dinner. Then, my sis offered to spare me her dress. Excited, for sure. I only got the dress this evening, around 4PM something. After my sis passed it to me, she went off. So, my friend suggested me to try the dress first before we going back. I tried. Worst thing happened.. The dress wasn’t my size. What the…and that time was 4:30p.m. Since, we are still in the shopping complex, we quickly went and look for another dress.

Don’t know how many shops we dropped in, only thing I aware was, I tried the most dresses in my life. Even tried many, but I couldn’t get a suitable one. Well, guess I’m too short and of cause because I do not have a good body figure.

When we decided to tried the last shop because was 5:30pm and my editor is going to pick me up at 6:30pm, I finally got one. A good, pretty suitable black dress. Well, the best thing not end there. I need to reached home and dress up myself in 45mins (the shopping mall to my house, is about one hour if I take a bus) So, I took the monorail and get a cab. Because there were too many people waiting for the cab, so I decided to try my luck to approach some people to share the cab with me (this is also to save my money, since I spend some unexpected money on my dress). Best part is, the person who shared the cab with me said I do not have to pay for the cab’s fare. Jesus Christ, this is really great..

Even today seems a bad day, I need to get a dress within 30mins with my “weird” body was already a bad thing. Then, during the dinner, fuh..damn bad..and troubles created by sis was added my headache. Hence, with all the hassles, God actually prepare one of the best dress for me to wear during the dinner. Thanks my Father Lord in Heaven. Really appreciate it..

Happiness is a choice

Do all the good you can, by all the means you can, In all the ways you can, in all the places you can, At all the time you can, to all the people you can, As long as you ever can.

John Wesley

I doubt these phases are true.

I used to think the world will be beautiful as long as I am a positive thinker. Well, I doubt that as well. I became a weird thinker instead. I realized that I’m that kind of people who wanted to have a good relationship with every one in this world. I’m pushing myself to be HOLY, which I think is quite impossible. Turn up, everything became totally out of control now. Lost my dignity, lost my dream, lost my friends, lost my confident, lost almost everything. I realised that actually I can’t treat everyone equally fair and good. Well, perhaps I can, but hey Yuki, people out there will not appreciate it. Or, I’m not doing good enough for them.

Life seem difficult, but I keep telling myself “This world is beautiful”. No one will say this to me. So, I said it to myself and tell people around me “Hey, even life is difficult, but this world is beautiful”. Because I know it is a very short but a comfortable statement. But now for these few weeks. Things around me seem leaving me behind and moved away from me.

My so called first love, hope that we don’t meet for a while. My family, well, they don’t know much about me because I don’t want to add any extra burdens for my mum. A BIG gap between my so-called best friends. For those normal friends, well, what can you expect from an ordinary friend? Wanted to get some release from my part time job, but ended up it turn to be a nightmare. My position in magazine company seems doesn’t allow me to continue the part time job. I tried not to affect my journalist job, so trying hard to solve all the problems. However, life is really difficult. My boss trying to get every single little mistake from my works to prove that the part time job did affect my work in the company. I really tried to be your best journalist, really I did. I even changed my clothing, changed my hairstyle, changed my interest to love in property to fit the company. Perhaps, I still not good enough, but I tried. Just give me some support and please trust me.

People said happiness is your choice, but hey, we are not living in an island alone. People around us did give us big impact. Well, people out there, Yuki is just a normal person, who need courage to move forward, will have emotion when stress filled up my mind, can’t please everyone in the world, most importantly Yuki hate waiting and Yuki hate to be alone…