Never mock another person’s dreams...

To do anything well, you must first care. Passionately. And be enthusiastic. Be hungry. Stay hungry. Be proactive. Do more than your job description. In fact, create your own job. Understand that receiving criticism is the quickest way to improve. And that sometimes being fired, or not getting what you want, is absolutely the best thing that could happen. Be a team player. Give credit where credit is due; ‘we’ is always stronger than ‘I’. But if something goes wrong, take responsibility, stand up and be counted. Love your life outside work – it’s the only way to stay sane, and that’s more important the higher up you go. Know your physical limits, but never stop dreaming. Never mock another person’s dreams. Don’t be a quitter. If you believe you can do something, you’ve already done the hard part. Be curious. Stay curious. Rules are overrated but respect is everything. Play for win/win scenarios. Don’t ask permission to succeed, just get on with it. If something hasn’t been done before, it doesn’t mean it’s not possible. In short, dream, believe, do! But be prepared to work bloody hard, over and above expectations. Never cheat. Don’t gossip. Have a moral code. Enjoy the ride. The aim is to screech to a halt when you finally get to those pearly gates and say wow, what a blast! Not oops, I forgot something.

-from the Editor's Letter (Elle Decoration UK)

precisely, ms. nora

just a li'l intermission

50 reasons it's great to be a tourist (cnngo.com) by Duncan Forgan

 

If you hate them, you need to join them.

With their worldly sophistication, cheap fisherman pants and penchant for being smiley all the time, tourists are a much-hated group.

But before you laugh too hard at the lost look in their eyes, or mock too much the clattering chaos of their attempts to board the roof of a minibus with five bags and three cameras swinging from their torsos, understand this: they don’t care.

They’re having the time of their life. And we all know why. Being a tourist is awesome.

promise!

sorry for the lack of posts! mommy duties come first before blogging duties - my poor baby was sick for almost a week.she is ok now, thank god.talkative and bibo as ever.
you should be reading more posts in the coming days.promise! haha.

meanwhile, i am leaving you with these feel-good stuff. you know, just to keep us going!

hey mr t and baby t

http://youtu.be/K480BTMTpvo

happy birthday and happy hearts day.

xoxo.

hello 2012!

May your (coming) year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the (next) year, you surprise yourself - Neil Gaiman

please be awesome, 2012.

and oh hello, dubai.we're back!

Seasons Greetings!

Have a wonderful christmas everyone.and hope we will all have a fabulous 2012!

xoxo

yes?

when the going gets tough, the tough gets going...

i’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. i’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled christmas tree lights. i’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you’ll miss them when they’re gone from your life. i’ve learned that making a “living” is not the same thing as making a “life.” i’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. i’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back. i’ve learned that whenever i decide something with an open heart, i usually make the right decision. i’ve learned that even when i have pains, i don’t have to be one. i’ve learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. people love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. i’ve learned that i still have a lot to learn. i’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.

- maya angelou

hey mr t

this sweet poem which i wish i have written myself is all for you.

Having a coke with you… by Frank O’Hara

is even more fun than going to San Sebastian, Irún, Hendaye, Biarritz, Bayonne
or being sick to my stomach on the Travesera de Gracia in Barcelona
partly because in your orange shirt you look like a better happier St. Sebastian
partly because of my love for you, partly because of your love for yoghurt
partly because of the fluorescent orange tulips around the birches
partly because of the secrecy our smiles take on before people and statuary

it is hard to believe when I’m with you that there can be anything as still
as solemn as unpleasantly definitive as statuary when right in front of it
in the warm New York 4 o’clock light we are drifting back and forth
between each other like a tree breathing through its spectacles

and the portrait show seems to have no faces in it at all, just paint
you suddenly wonder why in the world anyone ever did them
I look
at you and I would rather look at you than all the portraits in the world
except possibly for the Polish Rider occasionally and anyway it’s in the Frick
which thank heavens you haven’t gone to yet so we can go together the first time

and the fact that you move so beautifully more or less takes care of Futurism
just as at home I never think of the Nude Descending a Staircase or
at a rehearsal a single drawing of Leonardo or Michelangelo that used to wow me
and what good does all the research of the Impressionists do them
when they never got the right person to stand near the tree when the sun sank

or for that matter Marino Marini when he didn’t pick the rider as carefully
as the horse
it seems they were all cheated of some marvelous experience
which is not going to go wasted on me which is why I am telling you about it

**

so thankful that you understand my definition of love - crazy, irrational, yet beautiful

because isn't love supposed to be like that?

**

here's to more wonderful, blessed years together! xoxo

exactly

so sad with what's happening in the world...

yep

a li'l intermission

and a li'l perk-me-up note!

sigh

ramblings

dude, mr t and i are totally digging "how i met your mother."

this is "friends" that we have been missing for so long!!!

**

and yeah, this is what i want to do this year and next year, and the year after that...you get the drift...

i've always believed in this mantra.


(no, that's not my arm.i found this on tumblr.wish i have the guts to get a tattoo!)