Found this while browsing tumblr earlier today. Got slightly teary. This is too beautiful.
Growing old has been a privilege denied by many — especially the privilege of growing old together. We sometimes get so caught up with our egos, pride, fame, money that we couldn’t see that the person who has been by us all this while is the one that matters most. Remember to appreciate. It will pay off.
Time doesn’t wait. Time cruises by at the speed that it desires. Time doesn’t stop to say hello. Time goes away so quickly and there is no way anyone could ever stop it. Yet, in spite of knowing this fact, many of us take time for granted. We believe that we have all the time in the world, which we don’t. Waiting becomes a little too common. If we could only see how short time really is, perhaps we’ll all learn not to wait too long… or let others wait that long. Time waits for no man. Learn to appreciate while we still can.
-Me-
I wasn’t having the best week of my life. I wasn’t pleased with the things that have happened. I wasn’t pleased with statements and comments that were thrown in my face. I wasn’t pleased with how I’ve reacted to certain situation. I wasn’t pleased with how when negative feelings are involved, things erupted in all the wrong direction.
I feel disappointed, lonely and most of all, I feel sad.
Being away alone for that one hour earlier today just thinking things through helped, in most ways. I am who I am, this crazy emo girl who still believes in a little thing call love. I cannot be at all times pleasing people around me. Sometimes, I just have to showcase how I feel. How I feel is what makes me real. I’m definitely not perfect, but I know I’m giving my all and doing my very best to make things better. And I know I’m not the only one doing so. I acknowledge that.
It has been a long while. But I’m still going to believe and have faith. I’m gonna be waiting for that hot air balloon song moment. I just hope it comes sooner.
As I’ve said before;
When u love someone, the amount of things u do for that person appears to be insufficient. You wish you can do more. And love isn’t finding the perfect person, it’s seeing an imperfect person perfectly.
p/s: I like this link. Thanks.
Is there a need to have a plan of the things you want to do with your life? Or is it just better to live each day as it comes to you?
I have spoken to people who believes making a plan is merely bringing disappointment to yourself as life is unpredictable. Why bother making a plan if there is a chance that you will die tomorrow or you will be diagnose with a deadly disease that is incurable? The plans you make would now turn into mere disappointment which makes making a plan in the first place a bad idea. Coz now, you are going to die of disappointment. Life! 
As much as I have to agree that life is unpredictable and there is a chance that the plans made cannot be realized, I am in total disagreement of not having a plan. I am a person who needs a plan. The thing is, the ultimate result from making a plan is not ensuring that it would work 100% according to plan. Having a plan is being responsible for your life. Of coz your plans are made based on the assumption on the life you want to live in. And of coz there will be changes in the assumption along the way (like being diagnose with a deadly disease). But a plan is still needed – to briefly know what are the things you can do, even after being diagnose with a deadly incurable disease.
The thing about living each day as it comes to you simply doesn’t make sense to me. What if you didn’t die the next day? What if you were meant to live up to a 100 years old? Are you just gonna live your life without plans on doing anything great? What about living life to its fullest? Career, marriage, making big purchases like house/car — all those requires a plan, no?
Making plans are like dreaming big for me. If it goes according to plan, that would be a dream come true to me. If it does not, I will just change the plan. So yea, I need a plan. Of coz when something unexpectedly wonderful jumps in, I divert my plan a little. No biggie. 
Kane & Abel was excellent. I wouldn’t have thought of reading this sort of book, let alone buying it should it not been highly recommended by friends. It was definitely a page-turner. I couldn’t put the book down — literally. The Prodigal Daughter dropped a notch but it was still a page-turner — again, I couldn’t put the book down. I didn’t like the abrupt ending though.
This trilogy ends with Shall We Tell The President?. I don’t even have the book yet but I’m determined to go get it and read the book. I’m not sure if it’s gonna be yet another page-turner, but Jeffrey Archer has yet to disappoint me with the first 2 books of this trilogy.
No, this is not a book review post (or at least I think it wouldn’t qualify as a book review post). If you think that this is a book review post, I bet you are gonna think I suck at doing book reviews. 
I think Shu-Yin will do a review on these 3 books soon.
Nonetheless, Kane & Abel is a definite must-read. That would be my review.
p/s: The Lovely Bones is kinda eerie!
How many of us are comfortable with the fact that your current bf or gf is still in very close touch with their ex-es or vice-versa, raise your hands?
To continue an honest-no-more-love-feelings-only-friends-type relationship with an ex is difficult. Unless both parties are mature enough to have a clean break-up (which many of us don’t). After months of sorting out all the lovey-dovey feelings, there may be a chance for exes to still be friends – very very normal, close to being acquaintances type friends (and this is only applicable to clean break-ups). But, mind you that there’s no way – I repeat, NO WAY one can have the same close-friend relationship with their exes as when they were dating.
So here’s a list of my thoughts on ex-es.
Ultimately, trust is required for a relationship to work. This ex-files can be tricky if not handled with care. There could be a chance of you throwing away something which is awesome that you’re in possession at this very moment for something that you have deem as history some time ago.
Then again, these are just my point of views. I may be wrong.
p/s: It has been confirmed that I can’t watch people play COD, I can’t play COD or watch anything that is close to a COD-like movie, i.e. GreenZone. What happens if I watch them? I puke. Yes, literally. It only takes me approximately 15 mins for the vomiting to begin. Bad bad bad. I’m old.
Birth = Death. When one is born, one is expected to face death one fine day. The thing is, we wouldn’t know when death will come knocking on our door. I guess that’s why some humans amongst us don’t really care to appreciate the things they have and have to learn the lesson of appreciation through losing. They must have thought they have a lot of time to spare.
What if life has something else to offer? What if life changes the game a little? What if on top of your date of birth, life gives you your date of death and this date is written on your birth certificate? Will it make a human live their life differently? Will they put more effort to spending more time with their loved ones or do and say things they’ve always wanted to but was put on hold or in general, just learn to truly appreciate? Would that date help one to live better?
Something I can’t help pondering earlier today. Thoughts?
p/s: Praying hard that everything will be okie. I believe it would be okie.
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