I Have Two Religions

Frankly speaking I have two religions. Say whaatt...? (Heheh. I just wanted to say that like baby Stewie in the "Family Guy"). But seriously come to think of it I really do have two religions. It just happened that way. I'm born a Catholic Christian but I also grew up with Islam because I am a citizen of an Islamic country. During primary school years, I went to St Francis Xavier where I came to learn and love Jesus. Then later, when the whole family moved to Lahad Datu, I went to a government school SK Pekan where I used to stay back and listen to the Ustaz tell stories about Nabi Muhammad.

When I am older, when people start to talk about which religion is the right one, to me, they forgot that both religion are from one God. Isn't everything is from God? It really really is don't matter because both religions gave us guidelines on how to live to grow up to be a good person. So why are there people pitting these two religions? Is it because someone wants to win? Why there's a need to win? What for?

I like both religions. I love Jesus because he's kind, forgiving and he doesn't care about earthly possessions. Nabi Muhammad is a good, strong leader, a fair businessman and will do everything in his power to protect his people from oppression of that time he lived. With these traits, I live a balanced life. Because of something in my heart, I never hurt people. I will try to save every little ants from dying in the sink. I like quotes from both the Bible and the Quran. Sometimes I stay tuned to the Musabaqah and the Azans and I respect all places of prayers.

It really saddens me when there are people for whatever reasons keep on highlighting points in religion just to invoke emotions. People have to pass these and live life for themselves and not for other people.

I am blessed to have come to know and learned about these two religions and ultimately become a believer of our creator and planner ~ God. He is whatever you call him but he is there in my heart and my belief. Without Him, I’m certain that my soul would be lost.

My Second Blood Donation ~ 15th April 2011

Another 350ml of blood donated this time for Hospital Likas on 15th April 2011. The first time I donated blood was for Queen Elizabeth Hospital blood bank on 1st July 2009. Yep, I keep track in case they ask me. Looks like I've lost fear of needles. Maybe because I've gotten used to being stabbed by my sewing needles hahahaha.. Actually, the nurse who pierced my left arm was good at it. I didn't feel anything but a little pinch like an ant's bite. Could she be using local anesthetic? Probably. The location was a shopping centre and I don't think they would want their donors to scream heheh. I managed a glimpse at the big needle they were using and the streaming blood flowing from my arm yaiks...

I always thought that blood was needed for women giving birth and surgeries but the officer who was in-charge of the blood bank informed me that Thalassemia patients needed blood transfusions daily. Oh my God... that's terrible. What kinda quality of life can one have if they have to constantly undergo blood transfusion? I feel really sad for them. Makes me wish that I can donate more.

My friends are scared of donating blood. I was such a show-off after heheh just trying to encourage them to do it. But I guess your heart and mind must be open to it. In other words, you have to be sincere. Afterall, your body is your home :)

I don't remember having this much bruising last year. But thankfully after 9 days, it's healed and no more visible discoloration.