Shardy and Patrice are away in Cairns diving. Oh I am so so jealous.
I dunno them, but I sure like reading their blogs. Their writing always brighten up my days - karencheng.com.auand kennysia.com
I can't wait to the end of today. It has been my team's main priority to make today right and perfect since the first day I joined this company. I pray it will go well and we will get the approval.
Everything in life is bittersweet. You just can't have it all. It sure seems some have it all. Or maybe bitter don't bother them. I guess every bitterness we faced in life is a little step to build courage and agility, a time to acknowledge the blessings of sweetness around us and a moment for us to reflect on ourselves.
I forgot who has my "Thousand Splendid Suns" by Khaled Hoseini. I forgot who I lent it to. If you are reading this and you are having it, just sms me, k?
It may sound absurd...but don’t be naive
Even heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed...but won’t you concede
Even heroes have the right to dream
It’s not easy to be me
I’m only a man
In a funny red sheet
I’m only a man
Looking for a dream
~ Superman by Five For Fighting
Maybe, sometimes, perhaps always, we want people around us to be a little more forgiving, a little less judgmental, a little more accepting of who we are. There is often more to us that what meets the eyes. Take a little time to discover or are we too distracted or too occupied to do so? Or is it the world we are living in now moves so fast that we keep running along and lack of time to dwelve in depth.
Sometimes I think I am weird. When I do, I feel I am all alone. I try to understand the whys and hows. I try to accomodate but inside me, it don't feel right. But I have no answers to the puzzles and I think I am weirder more than ever. Does it make me a freak if I often think and perceive things differently and that I have different aspirations from others? Maybe I am a really weird.
Are you reading or listening to anything nice at the moment? Care to share with me?
I bought a Mitch Albom book - For One More Day in the airport the other day. I almost finished it but I left the book in the plane. I am too careless.
These days, I kept missing everyone around me. I miss my dad, my sister, my mom, my ex colleagues, my close friends, my friends overseas, my climbing buddies, my diving buddies and my cousins. I will try to catch up with you all. I will try to call. I will try to write. And it would be really nice if you could call or write to me once in a while too.