~Let the picture's speak~

p/s weheartit pic....

~Beluran my birth place~

Ada apa dengan nama BELURAN?..

Menurut sumber, Perkataan Beluran ini diambil daripada perkataan dari suku kaum yg terdapat di pekan Beluran (Sungai, Dusun Labuk dan Tidong) iaitu perkataan BALUDAN..Yang mana, perkataan BALUDAN ini merupakan nama bukit yg menjadi "Land Mark" pekan ini. Pertukaran nama terjadi ketika pemerintahan Inggeris iaitu akibat daripada salah sebutan dan ejaan dalam surat menyurat oleh warga Inggeris yang tidak fasih menyebut perkataan dalam bahasa tempatan menyebabkan BULUDAN bertukar kepada BELURAN dan kekal sehingga kini.

Beluran merupakan antara daerah yang terbesar di sabah. Merangkumi kawasan seluas 2,979 batu persegi bersamaan 7,717 kilometer.Jumlah penduduk Daerah Beluran pula berdasarkan bancian pada tahun 2008 (Banci: 2008) ialah 96,900 orang.

Beluran merupakan sebuah daerah yang mempunyai pelbagai etnik. Kepelbagaian etnik ini membawa keistimewaan yang tersendiri kepada daerah beluran. Selain daripada itu beluran juga kaya dengan makanan laut. Ikan, udang, ketam, sotong, selisip, kerang dan macam-macam lagi diperolehi dengan mudah dan murah di daerah ini. Ketam boleh diperolehi dengan harga semurah Rm 4 sekilo. Begitu juga dengan udang pesayan ( udang kecil ) mahupun udang gala ( udang besar-besar ) boleh diperolehi dengan harga yang sangat murah berbanding di tempat-tempat lain.

Di beluran juga terdapat lebih dari 50 buah sekolah rendah dan sekolah menengah. Ini menunjukkan daerah beluran juga tidak ketinggalan dari segi pendidikan. Apa yang menarik daerah beluran telah melahirkan banyak pemimpin-pemimpin, guru, doktor, jurutera, artis dan sebagainya.

Apapun saya bangga menjadi anak kelahiran daerah beluran. Semoga dapat posting di beluran pada tahun 2013 nanti....my future pupils...wait for me!hehehe...

Beluran view

ikan segar & ketam segar yang murah di Beluran saja..XD

sayur pun ada mcm di kundasang..

depan pasar beluran

local product pun ada baa..hihi

Tamu beluran..

Afraid~

~Soul~

~got from http://weheartit.com/....

Touching stories~...

~Mum~( a real story )

My mom only had one eye. I hated her, she was such an embarrassment. My mom ran a small shop at a flea market.She collected little weeds and such to sell, anything for the money we needed she was such an embarrassment.There was this one day during elementary school. I remember that it was field day, and my mom came. I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school..."Your mom only has one eye?!" and they taunted me.

I wished that my mom would just disappear from this world so I said to my mom, "Mom, why don't you have the other eye?! You're only going to make me a laughingstock. Why don't you just die?" My mom did not respond. I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to think that I had said what I'd wanted to say all this time.

Maybe it was because my mom hadn't punished me, but I didn't think that I had hurt her feelings very badly.

That night...I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she might wake me. I took a look at her, and then turned away. Because of the thing I had said to her earlier, there was something pinching at me in the corner of my heart. Even so, I hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye. So I told myself that I would grow up and become successful, because I hated my one-eyed mom and our desperate poverty.

Then I studied really hard. I left my mother and came to Seoul and studied, and got accepted in the Seoul University with all the confidence I had. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. Then I had kids, too. Now I'm living happily as a successful man. I like it here because it's a place that doesn't remind me of my mom.

This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when someone unexpected came to see me "What?! Who's this?!"... It was my mother...Still with her one eye. It felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me. My little girl ran away, scared of my mom's eye.

And I asked her, "Who are you? I don't know you!!!" as if I tried to make that real. I screamed at her "How dare you come to my house and scare my daughter! Get out here now!" And to this, my mother quietly answered, "oh, I'm so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address," and she disappeared. Thank good ness... she doesn't recognize me. I was quite relieved. I told myself that I wasn't going to care, or think about this for the rest of my life.

Then a wave of relief came upon me... one day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. I lied to my wife saying that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went down to the old shack, that I used to call a house...just out of curiosity there, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground. But I did not shed a single tear. She had a piece of paper in her hand.... it was a letter to me.

My Son,

I think my life has been long enough now. And... I won't visit Seoul anymore... but would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come visit me once in a while? I miss you so much. And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I decided not to go to the school.... For you... I'm sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an embarrassment for you.

You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with only one eye... so I gave you mine... I was so proud of my son that was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye. I was never upset at you for anything you did. The couple times that you were angry with me. I thought to myself, 'it's because he loves me.' I miss the times when you were still young around me.

I miss you so much. I love you. You mean the world to me. My world shattered! Then I cried for the person who lived for me. My Mother.

P/s...this story i got from google...XD

Should be me~

that should be me, holdin your hand
that should be me, makin you laugh
that should be me, this is so sad
that should be me, that should be me
that should be me feelin' your kiss
that should be me, buyin you gifts
this is so wrong, i cant go on
do you believe
that that should be me
that should be me

Your call~

Your call~

Waiting for your call, I’m sick, call I’m angry

call I’m desperate for your voice

listening to the song we used to sing

In the car, do you remember

Butterfly, Early Summer

It’s playing on repeat, Just like when we would meet

Like when we would meet....

I believe in Miracles and dreams that will come true,
And I believe in happiness, I believe in love.., through and through
I believe that when you cry your tears are not in vain,
And when you’re sad and lonely someone knows that you’re in pain...

This is Life

There is something about life...

p/s Enjoy life..no matter hard it may seem...