Sunday, July 18, 2010

Feeling emo again...

Don't know why, don't know how...

Hate this feeling..

The only time I don't have this feeling is when Jiahao is around me... my only (ex)brother..

Think i will emo at JBAC for the next weekend...



Saturday, July 10, 2010

The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.

I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that that lit up her entire being.

She said, "Hi, handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?" I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze.

"Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked.

She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, have a couple of children, and then retire and travel."

"No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.

"I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me.

After class we walked to the student union building and share a chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.

Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.

At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know."

As we laughed she cleared her throat and began: "We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. "You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!"

"There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding the opportunity in change."

"Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets."

She concluded her speech by courageously singing The Rose. She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the years end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago.

One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.

Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be.



Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Going off to st john's island for 4d3n...

By the time i get back.. what will happen??

I hope people sms me to talk to me...

Really hope to hear from that special someone....



Sunday, June 27, 2010

I haven come to this page for a very long time.

I guess its time again to start writing this blog...

To revive this page again and have a place to write down my feelings...............



Sunday, October 25, 2009

Read my friend's blog and I am so envious of him. What would you think of living in many countries over your life? Is it sad to say goodbye to your friends? Or hello to a new world? Can you let go of the familiar environment and friends and go to a whole new place all alone?

I am really determine now to earn lots of money and travel to a whole new world. I am but a small peck of sand in this large undefined universe. But to be able to travel the wind and towards a new place and environment is a blessing that not many can enjoy. Many people will not be able to leave behind their friends and family much less to say going to a whole new environment. It is a sad scene and emotional time. Words alone can describe the loneliness and sorrow of separation.

If I have the money to do what I want, the first thing I will do is to travel the world to find a place my heart belong. To be able to go overseas and to other countries is such a fortunate thing. I really long to be able to go to a whole new environment and leave all the worries and trouble of this world behind. Maybe that is also the reason why I do camps. To be able to travel from place to place, meet new people and do new things.

Maybe the bad thing is that you don't have close friends to share a listening ear. But I don't worry about that. Sometimes I rather keep everything to myself than to expose my weakness to others and be attacked by them. It is sad, but that is the life I chose. Often than not, I find that I have no one to turn to when I have a problem. But going through so many things, I have learn to rely on myself. Turning back to God is maybe my answer to all my problems.

God is the only one that can deliver me from all these problems and bring me to a faraway place. A place with no sorrow, pain or suffering. Friends in God is better than friends in this world.



Sunday, September 27, 2009

Monday, September 21, 2009

不知道为什么想要用华文来写这则网路日记。可能会比较轻且。

心理不知道为什么有一种莫名的烦和忧虑。说不上来是什么造成

的，也说不上几时才能消失。但唯一能了解的是这心情使我坐立

难安。可能是我年龄太老了，烦恼才慢慢的从我脑里浮现。也可

能是杞人忧天。

对未来的太多未知数使我无法对此而乐观。逃避再也不是答案

了。也许我需要的是一个能自在的叙述心事的人。或许是一个能

让我依靠的人，能让我感觉世间的温暖。能使我忘记忧愁。好多

的烦恼也不知道从哪里而来更不知道要如何才能解决。这更加使

我烦上加烦。

如果可以，我真的很想从人间蒸发。或是做个隐形人，所作的一

切都不会受到瞩目。好想到一个人烟稀少的小岛，和几个志同道

合的好友过上几个星期。享受一下没有心计的纯朴香椿小镇。

好多的欲望，好多的渴望。但很少的机会来实现这些欲念。真的

好想有个人能使我这小小的要求成为真实。



Sunday, September 20, 2009

Too long never blog already. Reason? Nothing to blog about. Life is too boring. NS, NS and still NS. Nothing special, nothing fun. I am really sick of the life. I am really sick of wearing that uniform already. I want to wear back my red tees!!

i hate army from the start and until now, I still hate it. It is not getting any better. I hate the way people play with rank and act big. I hate the way things work. It is so much better just being a civilian without playing rank at all. I hate when people just go through motion doing things and not consider about others. They want others to follow their rules but they change the rules themselves. How can I follow such leadership? I am not better than them and I know that. But do they know they are not that fantastic? If not why put themselves in leadership position when they can't lead? I am like a wild horse which will only be tamed by capable leaders.

I prefer being in camp where everyone is the same. Not ranks and not arrogance. Everyone is doing it for passion and willing to help out each other with little backstabbing. Those that lead us are all capable people. If not, I won't even go over to do passion for them or even help them out in their activities. Much less to say campfire.

Soon I will have the chance to do a camp. But it is primary school. Not really what I want, but no choice I guess. Now is almost time for secondary schools to have their exams. I guess I will return in oct or maybe nov. Hope things will get better by then.



Saturday, July 11, 2009

Sometimes I really hope war will happen. Be it in the mortal realm or the spiritual. Where we bring our own army into war, in literal sense. I like the idea of having my own man and bringing them out to fight a battle.

I find peace time too boring. Having to think of what to do and who to go out with is such a stupid thing. If there is really a war, we have our men to be with us and we will fight objectives together. There is no one to say what is right what is wrong. There is only to conquer or not. To survive or die. The best way to prove your abilities is to survive a battle and come out victorious.

Everyone is playing with their ranks. If there was a chance to redo everything, I would have worked harder and be an officer. Or even be more outstanding to be a platoon sergeant. Then I will have the power to do something. Now I am like a meat patty, sandwiched inbetween all the ranks and being forced to do what I don't like.



Sunday, June 28, 2009

Anyone want to go Taiwan end of the year?????