A Peaceful Ending???

As some of you have known, my laptop was inaccessible. Many were unable to help me, I eventually called DELL CENTER for assistance.




Of course, I DID listen to his advice. Backed up my entire hard disk (around 25G). And I am happy to announce my laptop is running smoothly until today :D


That's all! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!

Tech Problem here.... Please Help

My laptop is SPOILED!!!! I can't get into my Window XP Start Up Page! Can anyone pretty please help me???

UPDATE (28/12/09):  It's working now! :D

A Toast to the 87-year-old Women

(This is a scheduled post)

Ah Ma, Happy Birthday! I'm truly sorry for not able to attend your birthday dinner. Therefore, this post is dedicated to you! Here's to another 10 years! Cheers!

Till the Day We Meet Again

That's right! I'm going to church training for two weeks! I had no choice but to leave my inner child behind to take care of our little blog. Please do come and check on TINY KIM for me, k? Thanks and see you!

Will You Remember Me When I'm Gone?

Once a friend asked me, "Are you afraid of dying?" Without thinking much, I hastily replied NO. At that time, I was not afraid of death because I never really knew what death is. Until... that same friend of mine took his own life a few months later. It was then that I had a slightly better understanding on what death truly is. Right now, if that question was thrown at me again, what will my answer be? Some people are afraid of the pain inflicted by death, while others are afraid of leaving their loved ones behind. As for me, I think I am more fearful of losing my loved ones, especially my family and friends.

Anyway, what I want to do today is to share with you an excerpt from Have a Little Faith, a book by Mitch Albom, concerning another reason on why people fear death. This is a conversation between Mitch Albom and the deceased Albert Lewis, who is referred here as 'Reb'.

As a child, I truly believed there was a Book of Life, some huge, dusty thing in a library in the sky, and once a year, on the Day of Atonement, God flipped through the pages with a feathered quill pen and - check, check, X, check - you lived or you died. I was always afraid that I wasn't praying hard enough, that I needed to shut my eyes tighter to will God's pen from one side to the other.

What do people fear most about death? I asked the Reb.

"Fear?" He thought for a moment. "Well, for one thing, why happens next? Where do we go? Is it what we imagined?

That's big.

"Yes. But there is something else."

What else?

He leaned forward.

"Being forgotten," he whispered.

That really took me by surprise. I never realized that being forgotten could be a reason. Although Albert Lewis did not further elaborate his point, the author gave his own thoughts concerning it.

To think that you died and no one would remember you. I wondered if this was why we tried so hard to make our mark in America. To be known. Think of how important celebrity has become. We sing to get famous; lose weight, eat bugs, even commit murder to get famous. Our young people post their deepest thoughts on public Web sites. They run cameras from their bedrooms. It's as if we are screaming, Notice me! Remember me! Yet the notoriety barely lasts. Names quickly blur and in time are forgotten.

Don't you think that this is a sensible explanation? Come on, let's face it, nobody is going to remember you if you haven't done anything out of the ordinary. Being plain and simple does make life easier but it's hard for others to even recall your name. On the other hand, even if you have done something notorious, there will always be something else that is far worse than what has been done. Maybe you will be remembered for a short period of time but eventually, people do forget. In this case, it's kind of harsh, don't you think so? I mean, I will still hope that when it's my time to go, there will be people to leave flowers on my grave. It's like a sign that I did exist in some ways, I guess...

What about you? Are you afraid of being forgotten?