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Monday, May 29, 2006
End everydae with a smile. Thats it. Smile. =)

Sunday, May 28, 2006
A certain shopkeeper sent his son to learn about the secret of happiness from the wisest man in the world. The lad wandered through the desert for forty days, and finally came upon a beautiful castle, high atop a mountain. It was there that the wise man lived.Rather than finding a saintly man, though, our hero, on entering the main room of the castle, saw a hive of activity: tradesman came and went, people were conversing in the corners, a small orchestra was playing soft music, and there was a table covered with platters of the most delicious food in that part of the world. The wise man conversed with every one, and the boy had to wait for two hours before it was his turn to be given the man's attention.

The wise man listened attentively to the boy's explanation of why he had come, but told him that he didn't have time just then to explain the secret of happiness. He suggested that the boy look around the palace and return in two hours. "Meanwhile I want to ask you to do something", said the wise man, handing the boy a teaspoon that held two drops of oil. "As you wander around, carry this spoon with you without allowing the oil to spill."The boy began climbing and descending the many stairways of the palace, keeping his eyes fixed on the spoon. After two hours, he returned to the room where the wise man was."Well" asked the wise man, "did you see the Persian tapestries that are hanging in my dinning hall? Did you see the garden that took the master gardener ten years to create? Did you notice the beautiful parchments in my library?""The boy was embarrassed and confessed that he had observed nothing. His only concern was not to spill the oil that the old man had entrusted to him."Then go back and observe the marvels of my world", said the wise man. "You cannot trust a man if you don't know his house."

Relieved, the boy picked up his spoon and returned to his exploration of the palace, this time observing all the works of art on the ceilings and the walls. He saw the gardens, the mountains all around him, the beauty of the flowers, and the taste with which everything had been selected. Upon returning to the wise man, he related in detail everything he had seen."But where are the drops of oil I entrusted to you?" asked the wise man.Looking down at the spoon he held, the boy saw that the oil was gone. "Well there is only one piece of advice I can give you", said the wisest of wise men. "The secret of happiness is to see all the marvels of the world, and never to forget the drops of oil on the spoon."

A excerpt from "The Alchemist".

There are times when we go on search for what we think we want in life..pursue the kind of success. How often during that pursuit, we tend to miss out what we already have in our hands. When you realised it, if you're lucky you still can learn to redeem yourself and appreciate the very presence of it. If not, it just slipped you by and probably left you in a state of regret. Sometimes people tend to realise its importance until you lose it. What would be of an importance in your life?

Cherish.Appreciate what you already have and expand on you have.

Saturday, May 27, 2006
The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart.

In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.

You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.

Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.

In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.
Ever wonder how personality test alway tend to reflect what is true to your heart? That how accurate it can be some time? Well, I did the above test for fun and to me it was true.It reminds me what kind of love or relationship I am pursuing, contary to it being just a game. A group of good friends recently gave me a book, haha I call it a children's book. Coz its a 1 liner on each page, some even 1 word. But every page is full of meaning. Haha my friends intended to make life simpler for me, but it got me more complicated still, i guess. In it, it reflects someone searching for fullfillment or goals in life, be it a life partner or your dream. he went through a lot of problems and mismatches, in the end he tot he found who or what he wants and need. But in the end he grows and changes, and life dun fit anymore. In the end he learns to be dependant on himself, no longer searching that hard. I guess its trying to say, no matter what you are searching in life, it is not to complete others, it is to complete yourself, to fulfill yourself. The title of the book is call " the missing peice". Am I really the missing piece in someone's heart out there? HAha. God knows. I will never learn to complete myself, I am too busy fiting into other people's life, pleasing the world, trying to create a world I like. Who am I? What do I want? I don't know. Glad I bought myself a watch today. Glad I am going to Hong Kong in a month. Glad I am who I am. I think thats enough. Be glad, be appreciative.

Sunday, May 21, 2006
Haha such a funny thing to say, Happy birthday to me. For the past 2 days, I have a lot of well wishes from my dear friends and colleagues. That made me really happy. My colleagues are really nice enough to buy a cake and present (something which I din expect them to buy coz its really somethign I want) for me and let me say once again thank you guys! Hhaha Shif u tell them I thanked you all again in my blog.

Yesterday I spend a nice and simple day with my gf and my secondary sch friends. Its been long since I last saw them and it certainly bought nice and funny memories bout my days in Chinese High. Its after all a real boring school, thankfully I have a classmates who dun follow the rules. Detentions and chores like cutting grass on the field really made me happier, not that I can grow up to be a more effective farmer or gardener, life without these memories would simply made life more dull.
My gf was really sweet enough to accompany the whole evening even though she was like super tired. Thank you dear.

One thing is I din managed to meet my uni friends for movie and it seems for the past few times I keep missing the outings. Really must make sure I will see them soon coz I kinda miss them. I guess when you are old, you start missing this and that. You start to be fond of memories and sigh... time passes you by. I am a quarter of a century old now. I m nearing 1/3 life crisis (given i live till 75-85), gottat start living LIFE and get myself a real LIFE! No more sighing and my wish for the past 10 yrs will remain, just to lead a happy life.

Saturday, May 06, 2006
Lost... - 12:41 AM
Lost. A nice show. My current life. My deep feeling. My blur future.

What do we work for everyday? At the end of the day, I spend only 2 hours awake at home every weekday. During weekends either I rest or slack at home, or I go out till I am so tired to work for next week. Day after day, week after week, I am still at the same point. Corporate annoucements come and go, recon come and go. I am still here.

Had a BBQ today, well got to see a few of my nice friends. But Gis was like saying its going to be hard for us to meet in the future, is that true? Not that I dun understand this rule of life, I just maybe dun like it. Maybe its just me, I dunoe, I am lost.

Lost. Lose it and find it again. Found? I am lost again. Nothing is permanent. Change is for forever.

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