Stories that we shared

I believe everyone at this age is experimenting something new. We are growing up slowly and still exploring ourselves. There is no wrong when in some moment we have self doubt or lack of self-esteem. Especially at our generation where we are exposed to all sorts of social networking sites which directly bring us to more psychological consequences. Everyone of us at this age knows that. We all can always read articles about how bad social networking is affecting our life, how it ruins our mood and all. We all understand. But still, we cannot get away from it! It's just something that our generation has to go through.

And now it is all up to how one whether or not is mentally prepared to see things at his/her own view. 

One way to be mentally grown up a little more is to listen to stories. Any kind of stories that told by anyone.

I am glad that this holiday I spent it quite well, listening to stories.

I remember I swiped through my FB recently and I found one page which interview random people on the street of New York. They asked them to tell their story of their own. I am really impressed. Some are really motivating, some are really worth for everyone of us to pick up and learn from. 

Sometimes these stories are not for us to judge. Cos you do not know what and how their personal reason behind it. But in another way, why not to put ourselves in his/her shoes and learn what and how we can face it when it become your story?

I am really grateful how well my holidays are spent. (Cos I don't feel that way normally *LOL)

There is so many opportunities I can heard from a lot of people. 

How I listen to stories from others? 

I helped my dad in the shop. It's CNY. And this is the peak time for this business.

Every customers who entered to the shop tell their stories. 

They all have different background, really.

One has her son in Singapore busy with his career, one shared how hard she just recovered from sickness, one was worried her husband not liking the one thing she bought, one shows how much she care for the tradition and her family. 

Really, you do not need to be a reporter to interview them. You can always listen and gain one bit by one bit of these moral stories from them in the shop. 

I am really grateful I was there and got the chance to listen to them.

Be a shopkeeper instead!

How else I listen to stories?

It's CNY. We gathered together with relatives in the house and share small talks. 

I think I've already told it before, but I am really blessed I am in a big family. 

Relatives are the one who always give sincere advices, who else does? 

A lot of advices are really just 'raw' and real that apparently you just think that all the nagging were all for your own good. I also enjoyed every moment when I just sit back and listen to my papa mama and aunties uncles having conversation among each other. It's just purely fun and entertaining at the same time. 

It is a moment that is so precious that I just can't treasure it enough.

Of course not to forget all the gatherings with friends. 

People always say, when you are outside you rely on friends. Yeah, we told all our chap bu long to our friends. No one else has the privilege to know it. We listen to everyone's crap and we still think it is worth to listen. lol.

It is great if everyone pour out their heart to make friends. I personally think that to define friend is to mean that one should be sincerely happy for them when he/she is happy. And again, I might sounded like I am writing will or something (CHOI touch wood) but I am glad I have bunch of friends that can always be there for me la. (CHEESY OIIII!)

At the end of the day...

sometimes we just have to change our perspective a little bit.

when people are telling their story, stop the 'judging' like we always gonna do, but instead we share it with our heart and exchange our stories to them sincerely.

This will definitely makes both parties win-win loh.

I am writing blog to share my story too,

and expecting myself to grow a little more bit by bit everyday,

bear with me, 

listen to

STORY OF MY LIFE.

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by One Direction. (*FAN BOY SCREAM)

such a bad ending of the post. = =''