| Why can't we give love that one more chance |
[Nov. 15th, 2009|01:06 pm] |
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'Cause love's such an old fashioned word And love dares you to care for
The people on the edge of the night
And love dares you to change our way of
Caring about ourselves |
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[Nov. 9th, 2009|08:58 pm] |
There is a tide in the affairs of men.
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries.
On such a full sea are we now afloat,
And we must take the current when it serves,
Or lose our ventures. |
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[Nov. 7th, 2009|01:20 pm] |
'You have to take risks,' he said. We will only understand the miracle of life fully when we allow the unexpected to happen.
Every day, God gives us the sun—and also one moment in which we have the ability to change everything that makes us unhappy. Every day, we try to pretend that we haven't perceived that moment, that it doesn't exist—that today is the same as yesterday and will be the same as tomorrow. But if people really pay attention to their everyday lives, they will discover that magic moment. It may arrive in the instant when we are doing something mundane, like putting our front-door key in the lock; it may lie hidden in the quiet that follows the lunch hour or in the thousand and one things that all seem the same to us. But that moment exists—a moment when all the power of the stars becomes a past of us and enables us to perform miracles.
Joy is sometimes a blessing, but it is often a conquest. Our magic moment helps us to change and sends us off in search of our dreams. Yes, we are going to suffer, we will have difficult times, and we will experience many disappointments—but all of this is transitory; it leaves no permanent mark. And one day we will look back with pride and faith at the journey we have taken.
Pitiful is the person who is afraid of taking risks. Perhaps this person will never be disappointed or disillusioned; perhaps she won't suffer the way people do when they have a dream to follow. But when that person looks back—and at some point everyone looks back—she will hear her heart saying, 'What have you done with the miracles God planted in your days? What have you done with the talents God bestowed on you? You buried yourself in a cave because you were fearful of losing those talents. So this is your heritage: the certainty that you wasted your life.' |
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[Nov. 5th, 2009|09:09 pm] |
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i would like to fly away; i don't know where my soul is, i don't know where my home is. |
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[Nov. 3rd, 2009|11:09 pm] |
i thought i'd pull an all-nighter, so i went to starbucks for a little help. i parked at the side of the road, and left my headlights on, just in case the saman person comes, at least he will know im really close by and i wont be long (it made sense at that time!)
i came back, and the tragedy, the damn car couldnt start. perfect timing right, since i have an exam in a day and a half. so i panicked a little. i asked one person if he had the jumpstart thing, or whatever its called., and he said that there is a portable starter thingy i can get from the petrol station, he told me to off my hazard lights and wait for 5 mins, just in case it can start up again. so in that 5 mins, i thought i try my luck with another person. that dude offered me a lift to the petrol station. he said his kid was at starbucks, and she will be back in a little bit.
at the petrol station itself, he stopped the car and came in with me, just to make sure i got what i needed. so the petrol station didnt have it, and i was going to get a cab to get back to my car, and he offered to drop me back. he tried calling home, to see if the other car was there, cuz that jumpstart thingy was in that car. but the car wasnt back. then he tried calling his buddy, no response. then he came back with me to my car, and called the AA people. he waited till the AA people came, that took half an hr or so.
i had to buy a new battery, 115. i gave the AA man, 150, he didnt have small change. so i was going to run to cheers to get the small change, and the kind soul who was helping me out took out the 15 dollars. i insisted on getting small change, and he told me to calm down, and to pay it foward. :)
i am extremely glad to know there ARE kind and good people around. |
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| open your eyes |
[Nov. 1st, 2009|08:07 pm] |
people, me included, may be constantly frustrated about something or another. there is always something to complain about. more often than not, things i am unhappy about are mostly trivial and foolish, definately self-imposed. People are so self-absorbed in their trivialities that they are not aware of the entire world that is out there. and just a thought, there is a world beyond consumerism and 'glamour'. and on the other end of that spectrunm, there is definately a world beyond the textbook, definations and formulas.
we all want the best possible. hell i've been down that road. i spent countless hours researching the best companies to work for. having thoughts and believing i am good, why shouldnt the company hire me, yada, yada, yada. should the company reject me, i would get personally offended, almost thinking it was my god-forsaken right to be there in the first place. and if i do get in, hurray for me. i draw my salary and put it on my cv, feeling good about myself. i have, by what society defines as - achieved. with that salary, i buy the best car, i buy the best brands of clothing, dine at the best restraunts. i mean, i did earn it. it is indeed my god-forsaken right. this becomes a cycle. its adopted as a lifestyle. people have evolved into being selfish, superficial, unkind, and that has become a norm.
but it never occured to me, what am i going to do and contribute to the company that i feel i deserve to be in. what have i done for society that i take for granted being within. there's a whole world out there and i was(am) completely oblivious to it. waiting for someone else to make the difference, to change the world. here i am, feeling sorry for all the poor kids that are around. and yet having my gazillion meals a day, hey that is my right. BUT in the world out there, a billion others are starving.
the only question there is, is what can i do, to make a difference. |
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[Oct. 29th, 2009|07:48 am] |
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And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out
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[Oct. 21st, 2009|09:30 am] |
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sometimes we got to get lost to find ourself; sometimes we got to go walkabout. |
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[Oct. 19th, 2009|06:03 am] |
i am seriously considering to sell the car.
- firstly, it is too much hassle. it's stressful to drive in SG, there are too many other cars around. i find it a chore to have to drive to the petrol station to fill the car up. its an even bigger chore to have to wash my car (my mom doesnt allow the maid to wash it)
- secondly, i have outgrown driving. i don't bother to give people lifts anymore, because it is just yet more driving, and hence, more hassle. to be very honest, i can hardly bother to drive myself, yet alone others. and also, i have come to realize that most people take for granted the lifts, they simply just do not put much thought into it.
- thirdly, it cost too much. is $6000 a year worth the convenience and the sense of ownership? i can think of other, better, more worthwhile ways to spend the 6000k. (and yes, i struggle, and slog, and slave for that 6k, ok, maybe 5. but thats still a lot.)
- My fourth point - the sense of ownership. when you truly evaluate the true underlying reason why one even own a car in SG, it is because of 'the sense of ownership' a.k.a. ego. look around, there are too many BMW's, Merc's, and whatever else that consumes just too much petrol that it is worth. A car is a liability, period.
- no. 5, i will be working in town for about 2 mths, and possibly another 2 more months in may/june. i would like to get away for 2 mths next year end. it is just not worth having the car around, if im only going to use it half the time.
The only reason why the car is STILL around, is ONLY cuz of one fact - STUPIDITY. i would like to think that im getting a lil more wiser now that im getting older. So my dear old scratched-up, faded-down honda, this is the beginning of our break-up.
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[Oct. 18th, 2009|12:18 pm] |
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and mama,
now don't you worry bout me anymore
when i see you cryin at the door
when i run to paradise. |
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| one year later.. |
[Oct. 17th, 2009|05:42 am] |
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And I know now
Who I am
There's a place I go
When I'm alone
Do anything I want
Be anyone I wanna be |
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[Oct. 16th, 2009|02:15 am] |
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but if i had one chance
to freeze time
and stand still
and soak in everything
id choose right now
if this is it
all we have
i know ive done all i can
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[Oct. 15th, 2009|03:25 am] |
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three jumps. one skydive. too-many-hours-to-be-counted on coach. good company, mostly. half a date, and a whole lot of 'could-have been'. prob a lil too much debt for my liking, but a priceless experience. one hell of an adventure. now, its time to make a new one. |
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[Oct. 11th, 2009|11:52 am] |
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why this big quest to 'find oneself'? |
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[Oct. 7th, 2009|04:02 pm] |
so one of the main reasons why i decided to take a trip was to get away from normality. so i checked in, left my bags, and went out into the great unknown. i walked for a good 20 mins to get to the city centre. i was starving, haven't had a proper meal in 24 hrs. i was sooo fixed on getting fish and chips. so i walked and walked and walked in my quest to find a fish and chip shop. BUT all there was, was freakin' asian food - thai, korean, japanese. after making 3 rounds, and realising i was indeed going in circles. i settled on a cafe that had mostly western food.. next best thing right. so i got the fish and chips i wanted (he fried it from the frozen packets he prob bought from the supermarket though). oh the dude was chinese by the way. after i had my fake fish and chips. i took a first left and guess what i found! A REAL FISH AND CHIPS STORE! the tragedy.
back to the chinese dude. every 5 mins i see at least one chinese person. there are so many of them here! and im so annoyed by the food selection. i distinctively remembered almost the same thing happened at bali. i wanted typical indonesian food, but found a western restaurant. they did serve the best steak ive ever had, so much so, i still remember it half a year later. but whats up with this reversal. talk about globalization! |
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[Oct. 6th, 2009|04:18 pm] |
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This is our decision, to live fast and die young.
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun. |
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[Oct. 2nd, 2009|06:59 pm] |
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Happiness is like the old man told me
Look for it, but you’ll never find it all
Let it go, live your life and leave it
Then one day, wake up and she’ll be home |
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[Oct. 1st, 2009|10:38 am] |
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it's times like these you learn to live again |
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