那天
那天我们谈电影，和以往一样，每当说到你喜欢的东西，你总会淘淘不绝的说得不停。
我们谈了我们现在的生活，你说你现在很快乐，我对我现在的生活也很满意。
我们说起当年的年少无知，说起我们比较年轻时所一起做的无聊事情。
我们聊起对未来的期望和梦想和生活里的点点滴滴。
虽久违了，但好像一切都没改变。我们还是可以象以前的谈笑风生，无所不谈。
十三年了，时间过得好快，你没变。现在的你，还是我以前认识的你。
而我也没变。
我对你的感觉。。也还是一样。
Where did all the Chio-Bu go to?
I was on the MRT this other day during rush hours and you know about rush hours, where everyone is still half-awake and rushing for any empty seats available. I was unlucky as usual, and I had to stand throughout the whole journey. The only thing that can keep one awake is looking at the pretty OLs on the train.
I turned to the left - no luck.
To the right - Nah.
There were absolutely no eye-candy for me on the train. Everyone looks like a zombie who were forced to wake up and go to work and it makes the mood depressing somewhat. No Chio-bu during rush hour? How can?
Then it dawned on me. Pretty OLs got people to drive them to work. They don't take the MRT anymore. Only losers like me take the MRT.
MRT without chio-bu onboard really makes the world greyer.
The little boy next door
He had his fist clutched tightly on his report card and was fighting back his tears.
"They say if I don't do well in school, I will be a useless person in the future," he muttered. "And I do not want to be a useless person."
I feel for him because my grades were never fatanstic when I was schooling. I feel for him because I also questioned myself when I was his age.
But the day will come where he will understand that a person's achievements will not rely on just his report card alone. And one day, he will realize that this little worry he is facing today, will be nothing compared to the problems he will face in the future.
"So is it true?"he asked.
"What is?"
"About being a useless person if I don't do well in school."
"Nope, you will grow up to be just fine," was my reply.
Just as I did.
So,smile
There will come to a stage where everything to you seems like a joke and you realize that you are actually just another clown in life's circus. You laugh on stage and weep to yourself in the make-up room and after some time as you mature, problems that seem big to you then doesn't seem to mean anything now.
And so, you understand whatever it is, the world doesn't stop for you and it certainly doesn't revolve around you and you pick yourself up and move on, learning yet another lesson along the way.
Because life is simply too short to bear grudges and certainly too short to
not to have fun. You can have everything in life but you will leave as how you came - with nothing.
Thus, whatever it is, smile. Shit happens, smile. Because every shit that happens is actually yet another learning process. So, smile.
You know you are going to have a bad day when..
- You suddenly have an urge to go jogging when you wake up and less than halfway through your run, it starts to rain cats and dogs.
- You dress up to go to work and along the pavement, a car suddenly sped past and drenching you in the process.
- You are waiting for a taxi at the roadside and 2 inconsiderate bastards who come later than me walked a bit further down and snatched my cab. I had to wait another 30 minutes before I managed to get one cab. I hope their taxis break down along the expressway.
- You reach the office late and wet and realized you have an appointment waiting for you. I totally clean forgotten the appointment.
- You went for lunch and realized you left your wallet in the office.
This is enough for one day. Obviously someone up there doesn't like me today.:(
Such is Love
You meet someone new and started as friends
You then explored the possibility of bringing this relationship to more than friends
You started to play guessing games with one another
Does she have the same feelings for me?Does he like me as well?Finally you fall in love with each other and started on a relationship
The honeymoon period was sweet
You want to see each other everyday and spend every moment together
Then as time goes by started quarrels and friction
You see ugly things in each other which you do not like
The relationship becomes so stained that being together becomes more of a habit rather than love
You started to wonder how it would be if it were someone else
This is love
Love is such
Such is love
OK
In the end, everything will be ok.
Because if it is not ok, it is not the end.
