This 10 year old boy...

This 10 year old boy held a cheap necklace in his hand and he was looking of it for sometimes. In my mind was, "What the hell is this boy doing having a necklace like he were a girl". I know it was a cheap necklace that anyone can buy in the small store. I then asked, "Whose necklace is that?". He answered, "It's mine". I wondered and asked again, "You're going to wear that for yourself?". He then surprisingly smiling answered, "No, it's for my mom...she has her birthday today". I was then feeling touch by what he said . Then again I asked, "How much is that?". He said, "One thousand rupiah". One thousand rupiah is the money that you can buy maybe 5 pieces of candy. It's really cheap. I am really touched. I know that he's not the smartest student in the class and not even the smart student in the class, but I think he has a sweet and nice and also kind hearted. Don't you think we learn something from this boy. I knew that the price is so almost priceless but I think the intention of him doing that for his mom, that counts. He remembered his mom's birthday and he's trying to do something and pleased his mom by getting something for his mom. I do really learn from this 10 year old boy. So...I think..no matter of the price but the good intention that counts. The sincerity of your heart of giving something to others. The intention to make others happy and feel respected. The intention to make others feels that they are exist in this world...to make others feel that they mean something to us.

I think Chicken Soup's story is only from the book but I found out that it is right before my very eyes .

The un-... feeling

Duh...feeling unlucky, unwanted, unconscious...loh kok unconscious..flying high dong...no-lah. Just feeling bad mood after all..maybe pms or what I don't know. Well...hopefully it will gone sometimes later. Feels like everything is wrong. I am so wrong...the situation is wrong...others are wrong..I don't do the right thing..people treats me bad...life treats not good to me...lost hope....
Oh yeah..talking about hope, nowadays I am trying to build my hopes again in every side of my life.

Enough...!!

Enough please...! Stop the bombing and killing people like you could create lives. It's someone's lives, people...I had enough of this bombing thing. No more continous part of bombing, please. Bali bombing part II....*sigh....there should not be any more bombing or war in this whole wide world. Don't you just fed up with this kind of terror??