tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53072919985199836652024-03-14T10:53:25.515+08:00ReverieViviane Vincy Rozerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07575991094143558413noreply@blogger.comBlogger215125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5307291998519983665.post-6569250855887445202020-05-31T01:07:00.003+08:002020-05-31T01:49:10.185+08:002 years later.I'm staring at my keyboard trying to gather the right words to be written on my dusty blog. It is 2020,most probably people don't read blogs like the old times but I still browse through my old postings and cant help myself from feeling slightly embarrassed on how cringe some of the post that I wrote, yet somehow feel relieve that there are still something to remind me of the past.<br>
How's life so far? <br>
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1. still working at the same place.<br>
2. withold my distance learning as I'm still coping financially<br>
3. haven't got married (yet) while most of my close friends are moving into the next phase of their life.<br>
4. my weight been fluctuating (directly proportional with my stress level) <br>
5.struggling with acne problem.(More of this later)<br>
6. Finally planning to do a minor renovation to my apartment in UUC but covid came up so I had to postponed the plan.<br>
7.Covid-19 Pandemic<br>
8. move out from my previous house that I rented to another room somewhere near the hospital. (best decision ever)<br>
9. still as dumb in making life decision.<br>
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But I'm not going to write a long ass list about what happened throughout the years that I have been missing from my blog because it going to take a long post. XD<br>
Life is good, so far. I hope it will always be good.<br>
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Viviane Vincy Rozerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07575991094143558413noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5307291998519983665.post-13397085860162272202018-09-07T23:58:00.002+08:002018-09-07T23:58:43.680+08:00SpiderwebsOh. Hi. my PMS kickin' in like there is no tomorrow. I've been so emotionally lately and apart from work that had been draining me down, I cannot help myself from overthinking about my own life.<div>
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1. Full time work and locum during weekend and after office hours</div>
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3. social life ( I failed at this)</div>
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I sometime feel that I don't have anyone to talk with.Sometimes I have these miserable thoughts that I NEED to share with someone, just to share because I'm not expecting others to understand nor did I expect them to settle it for me. </div>
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Oh and I deleted my Facebook account for good. Logging in Facebook now its like going into a toxic environment, everyone has their own opinion and everyone expect their opinion to be respected and zero tolerance. I haven't touched on racism, gender biased, extremist ( you name it) etc etc. </div>
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next, Its my second year learning at OUM. I'm taking Psychology . Despite I have a time constraint because I feel tired after work and I don't have the energy left to study but I manage to do it (but I failed a few subjects and repeated the subjects xD). I didn't take any education loans, which means I need to pay my own fees which is hard for me since I'm renting an apartment alone, paying for a car loan, utilities and other bills alone. Its quite hard to do all alone and I barely can cope it. T.T</div>
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Despite all the hard time and baggage that has been drowning me down, I'm thankful I have a job to earn money, house as a shelter , food on my plate, clothes to keep me warm, TV and internet to keep me entertained, and close friends to talk with. :')</div>
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Viviane Vincy Rozerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07575991094143558413noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5307291998519983665.post-80943939189861591542016-08-06T00:17:00.002+08:002016-08-06T00:17:52.897+08:00still breathingA quick update on how I've been living my life so far lol.<br />
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I had my haircut, super short and I loved it. No more serabut long hair which took me hours to get ready every day. Some people asked me why I cut it short, putus cinta ka durg bilang. I said, no, I've been wanting to get myself this kind of haircut but ya, my exes didn't like girl with short hair. Since I'm single and not ready to mingle right now, so why not trying a new look kan?hewhewhewhew<br />
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2. I've conquered Mount Kinabalu wohooo!</div>
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3. My sister and I went to a trip to Krabi and Bangkok. It was spontaneous. I got a promotion tix using my Bigpoint. Since we already been to Phuket, and almost all the beach we already covered, so I told my sister why not we just stay one day at Krabi and take train to Bangkok? She agreed and tadaaa. We made it. Our first trip together after she delivered her baby Noah.</div>
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p/s em begitula kisah siaurang dalam bebE\erapa hari dolo. I'll miss blogging and will definitely write a longer post next xDViviane Vincy Rozerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07575991094143558413noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5307291998519983665.post-91202747375381582632016-06-12T17:14:00.000+08:002017-01-15T11:09:01.685+08:00 Lazy sunday.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Viviane Vincy Rozerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07575991094143558413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5307291998519983665.post-61567476725871541602016-06-12T01:13:00.000+08:002016-06-12T01:13:07.381+08:00It was such a shame, that it had to end this way.<i>she sits alone, drinking the chilled can of beer she just bought earlier.It happens occasionally, as it helps her to sleep better at night, when she's not busy with work. </i><br />
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People (who are not close to her) think her life is a mess and pathetic. They said, 'Move on, there are a lot of good people out there to choose upon, don't spend your entire time crying over a split milk'. Truth is, I'm done with all the sleepless night, the too many 'what if' questions, heartbreaks, flashbacks etc. I'm in that stage where I can now fully understand why certain things were allowed to happen, and somehow you cant always get what you want. Somehow, people thought I was still being a freaking sad moron who cannot move on from the recent breakups. yes, breakup with 's' .<br />
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1. Fist person,he was that kind of person you fantasized in a fairy tale kind of love story, where forever will exist. He passed your pre test, and got all the list checked. He cooks very well, better than me. He was that kind of person you are ready to spend your entire life together. I did pictured us, at the altar, exchanging vows, living happily ever after, having kids, and I even think of suitable names to give to our babies.<br />
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After almost 3 years of relationship, something went wrong, and I hated myself for letting my guard down, for not fighting for us. I guess I'm that idiot who let you slipped from my life thinking it was better for you to go on without me.<br />
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2.Second, he was someone you thought will never fall in love with someone as miserable as me,, but in the end he did ( I still cannot accept this, and keep asking myself why). Even for the short period of time we knew each other, but the impact was unbearable, the day when you made up your mind. I always love this place, but it seemed haunted without you. When you left this place for good, I always find something that reminds me of you and it was hard to cope alone. I hide all your belongings out from my sight, I even deleted you phone number and photos we've taken together. I refused to drive near the place you used to stay. When I listen to you favorite songs, I broke into tears, sobbing uncontrollably. I hate myself for being a pathetic sad person. I had a terrible insomnia after so long. I thought I can handle breakup better than this, but I was wrong.<br />
If someone asks me if I can turn back the time, what would I do? If i can turn back the time when we first go out together, I will convince myself NOT to fall for you. It is easier that way<br />
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It was never easy and forever not will be. I couldn't sleep well, and I keep waking up because I feel like I've been suffocated. I cried in the middle of night, sometimes at 3 am, and after my energy had drained after crying, I get back to sleep. The circle continues for quite some time. Then I keep myself busy with work. I took double shifts, sometimes continuous shift just to keep myself distracted. I didn't eat properly, I had no appetite at all.I drove back home to keep my mind off a lil bit. Thank God, I began to realize that sometime the people you love will not always be right beside you. Sometime you and I were just an intersection line, we met at one point and after some time, we went to a separate path.<br />
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I hope both of you will meet the love of your life. The girl who will always love you unconditionally. She sees the flaws in you but she accepts it wholeheartedly. It doesn't matter how do you look when you wake up, or how bad your singing are, or how you can be so ignorance when you are busy with lectures. She will always stay by your side, loving every inch of you and always fight for the relationship to work. <br />
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I'm sorry if throughout the time we were together, I know I'm not perfect, I had those emotionally unstable moments. I'm sorry for not being there when you needed me. I'm sorry for not being able to say out loud my feelings to you, and not being open up with you. I'm sorry for letting you go through a very bad situation. I'm sorry for giving up on you when it almost time you finished with you med school. I know sorry isn't enough, but I can only be sorry right know.Forgive me for being such an inconsiderate human being.<br />
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After so long, finally I had the urge to write (read: ramblings). Being an adult sucks. They said 'work hard and play hard' but how it even possible when I spent almost all my time at work and have little time to actually enjoy myself?<br />
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2016 started pretty rough to me. Breakups (yes, 's') hit me and left me completely off.First scenario, I thought he was the one I'm going to marry. Cliche as it might sound to you but I really did. He fits perfectly to the checklist I made during high school (yes, I did that too xD) I think timing wasn't right for both of us but still I feel I have to put the blame on me for not being strong enough to fight for it.<br />
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I often heard people said that not all people who went to church is good, probably they are just the as bad as others who didn't go tho church. Who said about the requirement to go to church is someone who is good and never do any sin? He said in <b>Romans 3:23</b>, for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God. No one should ever judge about someone's choices about going to church because it is their action driven by their faith, not a symbol of how 'saint' they are. </div>
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<b>Matthew 26: 41</b>, Watch and pray, that ye enter not into temptation: the spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak. The only action we have to do is constantly praying, and whenever we fall into temptation, we seek for God's forgiveness. </div>
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Some whines I heard and often they take all the blame to God. They claimed that God didn't hear their wails and prayers. </div>
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This illustration changes my view about how God always be there for us. We often blamed God for not listening to our prayers and not granting every wish we have. The truth is, He always there for us. Where God guides, He provides. God always leads us to where we need to be, not to where we want to be. </div>
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<br />Viviane Vincy Rozerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07575991094143558413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5307291998519983665.post-19319544455803654582015-01-03T23:04:00.001+08:002015-01-03T23:04:36.731+08:00Sung Ha Jung Live in Sabah | 02012015<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This is one of my most memorable moment in 2015, such a great starting of the year. I went to Sung Ha's concert on 2012 at Starcity (Asia City), and at that time I bought only the Silver ticket, which costs me RM98 and I was seated far behind the stage.During that moment, I was perfectly satisfied, even though I can't see very clearly but as long that I can listen to his music, I'm beyond happy. I didn't get the chance to get an autograph or photo session since it only applicable for those holding a gold ticket. On December 2014, when I was scrolling down my facebook feed, I saw a post about Sungha's second concert at Kota Kinabalu and I told to myself I really need to go since I'm enjoying my short break after finishing my diploma. I checked the ticket price, quickly decided which ticket I want to buy, even though I was reluctant at first to buy the VIP tix which cost me RM 238.I wanted to buy the Gold ticket, but then only VIP tix holder can participate a 'meet and greet' session with him. It costs me my last allowance but it was worth every penny :p<br />
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It feels like yesterday when I first entered preschool, where the only things that matter that time was playtime.It was 1998 when I entered preschool. Cried during my first day The only vivid details I remember about preschool.I guess memory deteriorates with age.Then yesterday we were celebrating New Year, waiting until the clock strikes 12, watching fireworks as a symbol of a new year. Now, it's already 2015. I feel slightly numb last night, I don't know how to react. Time is moving so fast and I started thinking about my achievements during the past few years and most important, my future. Where will I be posted, to serve our people? Not only about my future, I missed my dad even more. During my sister's wedding, looking at my Uncle Danial who walked with her at the aisle reminds me of him. He should witness his daughter's wedding but God loves him more than any love in this world.<br />
New year, people will be busy making new resolutions, on what to aim this year. Honestly, the only thing right now on my mind is, getting my preferred state of posting which are Sarawak (1st choice) and Sabah as my second choice. Seniors keep telling us that at Sabah post for PPF is already full. I put this onto God's hands and I believe He will always give the best for us.<br />
This new year, lets spread more love towards each other, stop all the negativity and promotes good vibes.Spend quality time on social media, search for inspiration rather than being a keyboard warrior, stop sharing something on Facebook without knowing the authenticity of the story, and whats your privacy, stays private.<br />
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Engagements and weddings. I'm too occupied with invitations. Congratulations to the newlyweds and soon-to-be newlyweds. Your time will come!<br />
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I love attending weddings because I believe wedding is one of a sacred ceremony involving two hearts that are ready to be one and exchanging vows. Sincere smile and groom taking a glance to the bride, so lovingly.<br />
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<b> "Haven't you read," he replied, "that at the beginning the Creator 'made them male and female,' and said, 'For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and the two will become one flesh' ? So they are no longer two, but one. Therefore what God has joined together, let man not separate."</b></div>
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<span class="versetext" id="1co13-4" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: start;"> Love is patient,<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="9"></a> love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="10"></a> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: start;"></span><span class="versetext" id="1co13-5" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: start;"><span class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; margin: 0px 3px 0px 0px; padding: 0px;">5</span> It is not rude, it is not self-seeking,<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="11"></a> it is not easily angered,<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="12"></a> it keeps no record of wrongs.<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="13"></a> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: start;"></span><span class="versetext" id="1co13-6" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: start;"><span class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; margin: 0px 3px 0px 0px; padding: 0px;">6</span> Love does not delight in evil<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="14"></a> but rejoices with the truth.<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="15"></a> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: start;"></span><span class="versetext" id="1co13-7" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: start;"><span class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; margin: 0px 3px 0px 0px; padding: 0px;">7</span> It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="16"></a> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; text-align: start;"></span><span class="versetext" id="1co13-8" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: start;"><span class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; margin: 0px 3px 0px 0px; padding: 0px;">8</span> Love never fails</span><br />
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p/s Love never fails :)</div>
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1. I cried, and it felt so good, finally all my mixed emotion rushed and I feel so much better after letting it all out, plus, I knew how exactly Hazel Grace was feeling in that particular time.</div>
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<i>"I called Isaac, who cursed life and the universe and God Himself and who said where are the goddamned trophies to break when you need them,and then I realized there was no one else to call,which was the saddest thing.The only person I really wanted to talk to about Augustus Waters's death was Augustus Waters"</i><br />
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<i>"My name is Hazel. Augustus Waters was the great star-crossed love of my life. Ours was an epic love story,and I won't be able to get more than a sentence into it without disappearing into a puddle of tears. Gus knew, Gus knows. I will not tell you our love story, because-like all real love stories, it will die with us, as it should.I'd hoped that he'd be eulogizing me, because there's no one I'd rather have... " </i></div>
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Viviane Vincy Rozerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07575991094143558413noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5307291998519983665.post-41823700781987800662014-06-30T20:44:00.001+08:002017-01-15T11:09:01.603+08:00The Fault Viviane Vincy Rozerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07575991094143558413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5307291998519983665.post-11884939911360688482014-06-28T22:36:00.002+08:002014-06-28T22:36:25.958+08:00Overflowing Ideas Part One: Relationship<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I love how things work when I sit alone in my room, accompanied with a good movies and study lamp, sometimes with a eargasmic choice of song playlist. Thinking about that special someone who lives thousand kilometres from my current location and hoping that he will always be happy, no matter how ugly days can be. When we talk about relationship, many will think about the kind of overrated romantic movies, expecting higher from their partner, so that their stories can relate to the movies. Believe me, there is no such thing as a 'perfect person'.<br />
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to be continue..Viviane Vincy Rozerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07575991094143558413noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5307291998519983665.post-59646101002315197342014-05-13T10:15:00.002+08:002014-05-13T10:15:59.698+08:00Dumb people is everywhereI have to admit that people are getting dumber while the technology is kicking in right now. Mother's Day celebration being called the Celebration Of Jesus' Mother, another dumb accusation. Seriously people? I get your point that you should love your mom every day rather than wait for a special day to show it but is it wrong to make one day just to celebrate how great your mom is? It is only a celebration, not an agenda to deviate your religious beliefs. Please, have some respect, both of our beliefs didn't teach us to be disrespectful towards each other.Viviane Vincy Rozerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07575991094143558413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5307291998519983665.post-3694612902312450012014-05-01T14:54:00.001+08:002014-05-01T14:54:16.634+08:00Letter to Heaven<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hello dad.It's been a while.My previous letter dated long ago and I'm sorry for the delays. How are you there dad? If only you can send pictures of how amazing heaven will be I'll be over the moon. I'm still struggling with practicals, which will end soon. I lost track of time, your daughter is so busy and she spent most of her time sleeping after work. I haven't got the chance to meet mom for 5 weeks, I missed home so much but I will be back this weekend. </div>
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I'm perfectly fine but your little girl seems to miss you quite often these days. Found your photos on my dropbox account and you can't imagined how emotional I was when i saw these photos because I'm not there to witness your progress during the time you were admitted to hospital. You seem okay in this photo, but when I came back that day, the day you were in ICU, you were in your worst condition. </div>
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Time flies but still the fact that you were gone makes me feel crushed. Time is the great healer, they said and I couldn't agree more. How much time I need to be completely okay with you not here with us? Even me myself can't provide an answer to that question. I can only put my hopes and trust in Him, as I know He will directs me to His path, even though without your existence, He sends someone as a Helper for me, so that whenever I feel lost and hopeless, whenever I fell i long for your existence, He will always be here reminding me that you are okay and we will be perfectly fine.</div>
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<br />Viviane Vincy Rozerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07575991094143558413noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5307291998519983665.post-42639758214216401362014-01-28T20:41:00.003+08:002014-01-28T20:41:47.185+08:00This cold heart, finally able to feel again.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My brain juice is decreasing. It is not like the previous time when I'm so hyped up and so inspired, over anything, just little things.Nowadays, I been spending too much time on work, work and work. I can't wait for practical is over.</div>
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I miss those days when I were so attached in photography, where I will go out and capture anything in front of me, such as ants, clouds, leaves, people etc. Maybe it is time to search where all my inspiration has gone.<br />
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<b>“Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight. Do not be wise in your own eyes; fear the LORD and shun evil. This will bring health to your body and nourishment to your bones” (Proverbs 3:5-8).</b></div>
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I don't know why I search answers to my questions about life at other places, rather than to Him. He directs me to His path, in His own way.Last Sunday, I cried, after listening to an ordinary sermon by our pastor. It is about spending quality time with God. As I look back to my life, pathetically, I'm not giving enough time with Him. How a simple sermon, can really touches the most hollow spaces inside my heart, this cold heart, finally able to feel again. </div>
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If you ask me, where do I find myself a safest place to hide? A shelter, a place where you can be yourself and be free from all those hectic life. I will call that place home. A warm smile that feel so close to your heart waiting for you inside, sound of cranky kids with their own world, family which always be by your side even though how reckless and imperfect you are. I've noticed that the situation is slowly changing. People change, so does the wise man said. I became unsure about my definition of home, since I can feel I'm losing myself here.<br />
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Been abandoning this blog for a long time. Sometime I really want to write something, a thought, motivational, books I recently read, updates, inspirational stories, photography but I can't cope with my so-called-new-life now. I'm utterly uninspired to spend more time with Jericho, and I'm feeling bad for myself for not being the person I've used to. So full of ideas on what to write and spill in this blog of mine. Gomenasai, minna-san.</div>
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1.Life been so much better, I'm trying to be more positive in life, being surrounded by different types of people with their own traits is my new challenge in life. I desperately trying to impress every single one of them but I fail to realize that I can't please everyone. </div>
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2. Got 2 new books from Chris, she bought Wedding Night by Sophie Kinsella and The Time Keeper by Mitch Albom from India because the books are cheaper there compared in Malaysia. Finished reading both of the book, and maybe I write about the books later in separate blog post :) The Time Keeper is my favourite</div>
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3. Went to a family photoshoot at Everbest Photo, we've discussed about this before, long time ago when late dad is still alive but we couldn't find the perfect time for all of us to gather. Now, we had the chance even though big bro, one of my bro in law and late dad was not there. </div>
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<br />Viviane Vincy Rozerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07575991094143558413noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5307291998519983665.post-55012959158853732492013-07-10T19:48:00.000+08:002013-07-10T19:48:14.832+08:00nerve-wrecking journeyMy brain juice is decreasing. I wanted to write about everything, my practical so far, experience, funny things happened at work but I just can't write it all, for now. Practical life is tiring, I must admit that. I enjoyed myself, surrounded with funny people ( Pn Irene and Pn Intan) at Queen Elizabeth II Hospital but at the same time being monitored by a strict boss is quite an "amazing"experience.With my weaknesses here and there, my lousy skills as a pharmacy assistant, lack of competent etc etc really driving him (boss) mad.He gave us a cold shoulder and making me feel nervous whenever he is around because he is there watching every step and your mistakes. I am coping with his attitude, it's hard but i'll try my best. It was different from what I've been expected. I'm not expecting a life with a bed of roses but certainly it was deviated from my imagination. I feel so tired after work and I usually spend my night with hitting the sack early at 9pm.<br />
I'm worried about my future. Maybe I'm a type of person who can't handle so much stress and too much pressure. I'm not saying that this field of work I'm doing now is stressing, it's more to the process of being an excellent worker. People said its too early to be worried about those things, you'll soon, become like them, trained and experienced personel but sometime I just can't see the future which has my name on it.<br />
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<br />Viviane Vincy Rozerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07575991094143558413noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5307291998519983665.post-64011294940489963882013-06-30T21:24:00.002+08:002013-06-30T21:24:57.802+08:00Fred and Joy Engagement Ceremony<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Wishing both you a great life ahead, great journey together and I'm waiting for your big day cousin! :)</div>
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I miss writing and spilling my thought into written form, as I can't express it verbally. Lot's of thing happening around me, and I don't know how to start. Holiday almost over and it means I will start my practical session at Hospital Queen Elizabeth soon. Went room cleaning at Kepayan Ridge today, met Hazirah, my new roomate for this year and I gave her the keys. Truth is, I don't even ready for practical. I'm sort of afraid of starting my practical year, I'm afraid I will give a bad first impression to the staff at Pharmacy Department. </div>
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<b>1. Six Degrees of Separation- The Script</b></div>
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Sometime while listening to the song, the lyrics kinda related to my past/present/future so Ijust let my emotion mixed with the songs and yeah, blame the hormones for making me feel extra emotional because of one freaking song.HAHA</div>
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I just need to keep calm and rest assured. Everything will be just fine.</div>
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