Consequence of Anger

i fight wit ppl..
i was been abused..
nola..haha.. was scratched by my dog-Eeyore.. i was very hardworking, clean up my room rubbish bin and put the rubbish outside of the house, he go and tear out all the rubbish until the rubbish spread all around the place..ish! he is superb naughty, really made me angry n burst out, so i wacked him gau gau wit my rotan, my sis did adviced me to tight him up first, cuz he's very ganas oso, wil hurt me when he struggle, but i dun care, i was so fire, just wack him wit all i can! so.. became like tis la..
mm.. when i see my hand, i was thinking, should i so angry? it will hurt myself oso when i'm so angry.. but the good thing happen is, when i show my hand to one of my youth, he ask whether i seen doctor,wau, i was so touched, know y? cuz he seldom care for ppl, (mm..may b not apply to me only..haha..) anyway, our relationship is not as good as a relationship of a leader and youth should have, i dunno y, may b to him, i'm not capable to b a leader, and now i'm trying all my best to care for the youth especially him (ofcuz i did pray oso, only God can change a person)

look at his hand (eeyore)..

Reunion Dinner

tonite went out dinner wit relative whom we long time nvr visit, when i have dinner wit them, i realize i really grown up, haha.. i have to b like dah gah zeh, take care of the younger (if i can), i took initive to talk to my cousin who r younger, how old r they, wat r they doing... n so on.. (oh gosh, really strange to my relative.. @_@).. last time used to b the other way round, my aunt or uncle ask me wan..
when we were small/very young, adult r just easily approach us, play wit us n talk to us, trying to make us small, just bcuz we are innocent? but y when we r grown up, become adult, we cant just talk to each other like kids? i mean wit true heart n b ourself without hesitate or think so much bout wat the person thinking or figuring out who they r..
innocent adult doens means stupid adult, have to be have like smart people, be having someone tat society/own community want..=/

my cousine, Magon, i think tis is first time i met her..=p pretty rite?

Amadeus

i found my movie! -->> Amadeus
i was hunting it since i was in college, tat time my lecturer show tis movie during the lecture (forgotten which subject, i think music history?? =p) i like it bcuz of the story line, talk bout Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart (i think so, i haven really finish watching it, tat's y i look for the dvd, i didn borrow from college n watch, may be i wanna collect it). it's funny (espeically Mozart's laugh, tat's crazy n annoying.. haha..) n it talks more than just music, sorry, i haven really watch it, write in the blog first, to share my joy.. haha..
it's hardly found in msia, i think can b easily found n get it in internet, i found it in spore HMV, it cost RM80++, for me tat time is expensive, so didn buy it, but thank God, i found in msia n cost RM39.90 only.. haha..

Directed by: Milos Forman

Genres: Drama
Released: September 19, 1984 (same age as me, haha..)
Writers: Peter Shaffer (play), Peter Shaffer (screenplay)
Awards: Won 8 Oscars. Another 32 wins & 13 nominations

Plot:
The satirical sensibilities of writer Peter Shaffer and director Milos Forman (One Flew over the Cuckoo's Nest) were ideally matched in this Oscar-winning movie adaptation of Shaffer's hit play about the rivalry between two composers in the court of Austrian Emperor Joseph II--official royal composer Antonio Salieri (F. Murray Abraham), and the younger but superior prodigy Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart (Tom Hulce). The conceit is absolutely delicious: Salieri secretly loathes Mozart's crude and bratty personality, but is astounded by the beauty of his music. That's the heart of Salieri's torment--although he's in a unique position to recognize and cultivate both Mozart's talent and career, he's also consumed with envy and insecurity in the face of such genius. That such magnificent music should come from such a vulgar little creature strikes Salieri as one of God's cruelest jokes, and it drives him insane. Amadeus creates peculiar and delightful contrasts between the impeccably re-created details of its lavish period setting and the jarring (but humorously refreshing and unstuffy) modern tone of its dialogue and performances--all of which serve to remind us that these were people before they became enshrined in historical and artistic legend. Jeffrey Jones, best-known as Ferris Bueller's principal, is particularly wonderful as the bumbling emperor (with the voice of a modern midlevel businessman). The film's eight Oscars include statuettes for Best Director Forman, Best Actor Abraham (Hulce was also nominated), Best Screenplay, and Best Picture.

Info source:
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0086879/

Back To Mood

back to office tis early morning, i started can smell my room, my office.. tis is my room smell?? haha.. i flu for almost 1 week, cant smell anything, only can feel the coldness of my environment, recently the weather is cold, rainy daysss..
i work in my new place about 1 month++, kinda enjoy, ppl in my company are good, especially my department (Edithouse), they r friendly n helpful, my head always teach me whenever i confused or wanna learn or watever.. tat's true working life man~~
quite some time didn write blog, not bcuz i'm bz (sometimes i do) nor nothing happen, but just lazy, even i sit infront of pc nothing to do.. haha..now in office, inspiration of writting blog just came.. so.. haha..

Snoopy vs God

i just read an article from RBC (my favourite web/reading material), the title at the side of the website captured me ---> "Snoopy". at the same time, my friend oso write something about snoopy in his blog recently, is tis cartoon so inspired? ok let see it..

FOR 50 YEARS, cartoonist Charles Schulz gave us pictures of ourselves wrapped in a smile. One of the last strips I clipped from our Sunday paper showed Snoopy the dog sitting on top of his doghouse with a typewriter, writing about his life. He titled his story . . .

The Dog Who Never Did Anything
Snoopy remembers it this way, "You stay home now," they said, "and be a good dog."
So he stayed home and was a good dog.
Then he decided to be even a better dog. So he barked at everyone who went by. And he even chased the neighbor's cats.
"What's happened to you?" they said. "You used to be such a good dog."
So he stopped barking and chasing cats, and everyone said, "You're a good dog."
The moral, as Snoopy typed it, is "Don't do anything and you'll be a good dog."
As I turned the smile around in my mind, I noticed a quirk of the English language. Snoopy and God have something in common. They are related not only by alphabet (dog and god), but by what "creatures in the middle" expect of them. The idea intrigued me enough to try another version.

The God Who Never Did Anything
"You give me what I want now," they said, "and be a good God."
So He gave them what they wanted and He was a good God.
Then He decided to be an even better God.
He started knocking over the furniture of other gods, and He used pain to help people in ways they could not understand.
"What's happened to You?" they said.
"You used to be such a good God."
So He stopped knocking over the furniture of other gods, and He stopped using pain in ways that were beyond people's ability to understand.
And everyone said, "You're a good God."
The moral, as angels might see it, "Stop acting like God and people will think You're good."

The God We Want
Many of us imagine God as we want Him to be. To our wishes we add expectation. We expect Him to encourage us when we are afraid, to comfort us when we're hurt, to forgive us when we fail, and to give us what we think we need when we think we need it.
Yet, along the way, we keep stumbling into the awareness that the King of Heaven is more apt to come to us in His own style, time, and mystery. He is seldom as we imagine Him to be. He is more like the God who reveals Himself in the pages of His own history.
There He comes to us in the unexpected surprises of joy, in the unwanted nights of our misery, and in the solitary sounds of our own loneliness. He comes to us in the unexpected joys of Adam, in the numbed grief of Eve, in the inconsolable tears of the childless Hannah, in the murderous anger of Moses, and in the madness of a powerful Nebuchadnezzar.
But me? Until He responds, I'd rather have it my way. In the moments of my dissatisfaction, I don't want to have to wait for what I want. I want it now. Now. I'll pray. I'll pay. I'll bargain. I'll crawl on my knees. But I want God to prove that He is good—right now.

The God Who Has Been Good

Even in our "maturity" we can be like 2- and 3-year-olds pulling at the pant leg of heaven. Our Father isn't surprised. He knows how to raise physical, emotional, and spiritual toddlers. He knows how to run with us in our youth, and how to walk with us at 74, 84, and 94.
And for those who go further, He is still there, hearing once again our whimpers in the night, and reaching down with the affection of an adoring mother who carefully lifts her children from their crib to herself.
No, He has not always been the kind of parent we wanted Him to be. Yes, He has been good on His terms rather than on ours. He has not answered our prayers in the way we asked. Seldom has He allowed anything to play out according to our own expectations or childish demands. Yet His determination to lead us in the paths of His own choosing is what has made Him so good.

The God Who Will Be Good

The promise of tomorrow comes with the wrinkled snapshots of yesterday. Even though our memories are not as sharp as we'd like them to be, and even though the happy times are mixed with regret, our albums contain memories of a God who keeps reminding us that He is better than our expectations. He is better than our demands. He is better than anything this life has to offer.
If He allowed a relationship to be lost, He stayed with us to remind us that we weren't made for one another as much as we were made for Him. As our bodies give way to time, they become painful reminders that we were not made for these bodies. We were made for the One who said from the top of a thundering, burning mountain—to a people huddled in the middle of a life-threatening wilderness—"I am the Lord your God, who brought you out of the land of Egypt, out of the house of bondage. You shall have no other gods before Me."
This is the God who, because He is good, refuses to "stay home and do nothing."

Father, thank You for a man named Charles Schulz who brought us elements of truth amid our smiles. Thank You for being God on Your terms rather than ours. May Your name be hallowed as we wait on You. May Your kingdom be reflected in our patience. May Your will be done in our disappointments. Please, give us this day our daily bread.

interesting.. inspiring..