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Ape hal aku kena marah ngan hajah tetiba nih??? Konpiusnyer. Tak pasal-pasal kena tempias. Pape je la hajah..... Selagi ko tak kaco aku nyer keje and aku hidup ngan aman, suka ati ko la nak buat ape pon. Aku buat keje aku jek. Hal-hal politik ni ko sendiri setel la ngan management aku malas amik tau bah.

Right.

Next topic: poems that rhymes. Oooh how I used to love those. Still do actually. This one I found has so much to do on what's happening in my life right now.

I have in my hands two boxes,
Which God gave me to hold.
He said, "Put all your sorrows in the black box,
And all your joys in the gold."

I heeded His words, and in the two boxes,
Both my joys and sorrows I stored,
But though the gold became heavier each day,
The black was as light as before.

With curiosity, I opened the black,
I wanted to find out why,
And I saw, in the base of the box, a hole,
Which my sorrows had fallen out by.

I showed the hole to God, and mused,
"I wonder where my sorrows could be!"
He smiled a gentle smile and said,
"My child, they're all here with me.."

I asked God, why He gave me the boxes,
Why the gold and the black with the hole?
"My child, the gold is for you to count your blessings,
The black is for you to let go."