倒数一个月

30.06.2016 还有一个月，就结束我五个月半的”设计师”工作。这四个月半以来，学习到不少，人与人之间的沟通，卓越的精神，团队的力量。 话说，在最后的一个月，希望能有更多的学习。

设计师的第一份工作

好吧，我毕业了。在还没继续生造前，我选择了在室内设计公司担任设计师。 设计师听起来就是一个充满创意，富有艺术细胞，穿着时尚，给人不一样的感觉。 现实中往往不如幻想，整个就是反过来看。 担任设计师的第一份工，累的我恨不得回家就睡觉。 虽然很累，但这条路毕竟是我9年前选择的，我并没有后悔。 别人常说，把梦想当工作最幸福，是的，即使很累，可是累得开心，没有遗憾。 即使这份工不长久，但我用尽我的力量去学习，去探索，将来生造一定有帮助。 也希望看的人为自己的梦想战斗。

幸福是什么？

幸福是什么？

对我而言，幸福就是那一瞬间，发自内心的笑。 看见我在乎的人笑，自己不自觉的嘴角上扬。

其实，不需要大鱼大肉：不需要很昂贵：不需要很奢侈，只要能开开心心健健康康吃着粗茶淡饭，就是幸福。

幸福，其实很简单，只要把每一件事看得简单一些，就是幸福。

朋友。闺蜜

何为朋友？

朋友就是当你需要倾诉，需要陪伴，需要讨论梦想的时候，打个电话或传个简讯，就会说：你怎么啦？

何为闺蜜？

闺蜜就是在我不能冷静，而且两个人在不同的国家时，晚上11点，叫我拿个电话走下楼，自己一个人静一静的那一个。

每次到了空闲，我都会想未来，一直以来我都知道自己要的未来，可是被打击了后，我会回不来，需要别人来把我拉回梦想轨道里。

人生，不是你努力付出就一定会有回报的。

人生，不是你真心付出了，别人就会对你好的。

人生，不是别人说什么你就做什么，没有梦想。

就算人生再不幸，也会有一天，看见光明的。

坚信“爱”永远存在。

加油吧！

十年后的自己

十年前，我是一名小学四年级的小朋友，还记得那一年，我参加了篮球校队，那时的我，算是热血吧！做了很多很勇敢的事。

那一年，也就是我小学生涯唯一一年在所谓的精英班上课，其实，朋友们都在别班。。。

十年前，美术比赛还得奖，那时的我超爱画画，天天在班上画画，画在课本作业，都是我的画。

十年前，老师还说谁要当巡查员就自我推荐，写信给老师，三年级时当过巡查员的我，毫不犹豫就写了信交给老师，因为当时巡查员很好玩的哦！！ ：D

十年前， 考试时，我坐在两个朋友中间，他们要求我传纸条作弊，我傻傻的帮了他们，他们不仅没有感激我，被老师捉到时，拖了我一起，他妈的，当时老师把我们的科学考卷给了不及格，好无辜，好难忘。

十年前， 我在家跌倒，下巴缝了针，也因为如此，我妈不在让我继续我的篮球校队训练，而且那时还是比赛之前。

十年前的自己，是多么的热血，多么的想看外面的世界是如此精彩。

如今， 十年后的自己。

现在在新加坡室内设计公司实习，学到了更深一层的生活。

外面的世界是如此精彩，是如此残酷，是如此贱婢，我看清了，一直以来的谜底揭开了。

我只知道，我需要为我自己的利益着想而已，因为没人可以帮你。

两个月过去了，还有两个月，想说，我会利用这两个月调整自己的心态，给我十年前的自己一个交代，我想找回当年的热血。

可是好景不长久，遇到的人并没有想象中的好相处， 什么样的人都有。

这就是世界。

我多么渴望一个单纯的世界，和睦共处的世界，相亲相爱的世界。

Life of Internship.

Time flies, there is so much to fear.

More than a year since my last post.

Between the whole year, many things happen, there is really a lot.

Someone came in to my life and someone just gone.

Im in Singapore for a month already. A month ago was damn freaking wanna leave my house.

But I seem to be wrong, I hate my life at here. I really mean it.

I couldnt express how I hate my life here, but Im just super negative at here.

I know this wasnt me, but I couldnt smile and laugh happily which I really used to it, somehow I miss it.

This life is sucks than I'm in Army Camp. At least I get enough food and enough sleep and also I make alot of friend inside.

I can only laugh through the jokes in facebook..... slowly I get annoyed of myself, I just dont know how to overcome this sad life Im having.

The only things I can do is, wait time to pass, and get back to my own real life.

I know I should learn something from here, but I couldnt get myself feeling better.

I need a life. Singapore is small which I almost traveled every places for tourist.

I just staying on weekend to finish my dramas and try not to think anything.

There is my life of 4 month. 3 more months to go.....

RI•Start Broga Outbac 2014

23th-24th May 2014 The most enjoyable camp we had. We are a design student, who create miracles. Had so much fun with them at Broga Outbac. The moment I saw everyone enjoyed in the camp so much after weeks and month of preparation and they didnt regret for joining this camp with us. Seriously I'm so happy to hear that :P Same place, different people, different experience :D

Orientation May intake 2014

RI•START is the club which organising May intake orientation in 2014. I cant believe that we actually make this happen. I'm so glad with all the supporting team behind and do all the job with me, we having meeting over and over just to make a sucessful one for all the newbies. And yes, I think we did it well! BWAHAHHAHA Once again, thanks to Ms Jolly, Celine, Ann Yong, Klose ,Tyler, Minghao, Auguss, Jasmine, Yoyo, KH, Dylan, Bryan and Ron. In the early morning was abit messed up but after that we all manage to bring back what we supposed to do. Lastly, we just hope the newbies have fun! :D

明与暗

其实，我不是怕黑，只是面对黑暗，往往会带给我一种压迫感。 我怕，我真的很怕，有一天，我失明了，我再也看不见，这世界的彩虹。 彩虹，给了我希望的感觉，是的，我很爱彩虹。 如果有一天，我失明了，我的世界可能就是这一片黑暗。 不可以，我真的接受不了这黑暗压迫的感觉。 面对黑暗，我想是我最恐惧的事。 没有了希望，我不懂得如何继续看这美好的一切。 可能有了视线对某些事情看得太透了，但是还是希望说，看得见总比看不见来的好。 只是想说，能看见这世界是上帝带给我最好的礼物。 也希望大家能珍惜现在能看得见的一切。

11 years of Baby Sitter

28/2/2014 I was on my bed and planned not to wake up early since there is no class every friday. My mum woke me up at 9.30am with a very bad news to me that my baby sitter had passed away. I jump up from my bed and went to shower immediately. My mum was swiping her fb that time and saw a news that her son posted status regarding this so my mum contact him. I wonder is that tears or water when Im showering. Thinking that is this a dream or reality, I dont know. I hope that this is still a dream that Im still on my bed. After that My parents and me went to aunty house. I saw a blanker covering a people. How i hope this is not her when I open the cover. The moment my mum open it, I felt so painful in my heart that my aunty lying on the floor covering with a blanket. She passed away peacefully on the couch. I tears on the spot. I dont know how. I know her since I was 5 months old. and now Im 19. 19 years, somehow she is like my 2nd mum. Everyday after school I will stay at her house until 7pm an my mum with fetch me and my brother from her house. And now, I feel like the person that really know me had passed away. I touch her face, was cold. Her eyes closed so nicely without any worry. At night, I went for her funeral and sat there for hours. 4 of us, which take care by her was finally met up after N years. We took some photos. How I wish that aunty could join 4 of us for the picture.

1/3/2014 Today, I went her funeral again. Thinking that will she wake up suddenly and ask why she is in the coffin. How I hope this will happen. As the same, I sat on one of the chair there for hours listening those people chatting about Aunty. Well, I miss her. 2/3/2014 In the morning 7.30am, we reach aunty house. Today, aunty will be cremation and send her back to Ipoh where her husband and his elder son stay in, together. There are bands playing those sad songs and I see her for the last time, the very very last time. Her face was smiling with her eyes closed. We sat bus to Shah Alam for the cremation ceromony. The moment she was send into the so called "oven", everyone cries. She was the person who teach me not to be picky eaters, her cooking was fantastic which I still remember how the taste like. She was the one who touch my forehead with her cold hand to see whether Im on fever. She was the one who I learn how to make pancake from. I still remember everytime she's cooking dinner, I will take a chair and stand high up to watch her cooking. She the one who make sandwiches which I manage to eat 4 to 5 pieces of bread. The ingredient such as cucumber and mashed cooked egg with mayonaise ONLY. I loves her steam brinjal with some chili. I loves her soup, all the soup. I miss her ribena which she will make 4 cup together for us. And yes, I miss her. Take care and Rest In Peace alright.

This picture was taken 2013 August which I passed my her house and visit her.

4 of us 2001 > 2014 . Picture taken by her on 2001. 13 years after.