Life is a blast.
Monday, July 7, 2008
As i look back upon my past, I realize how fortunate I am.
I'm not exactly born with a silver spoon in my mouth. But I'm close enough to be happy about it.
I'm thankful to being a born christian. I'm thankful for knowing God, for life without him is meaningless.
I'm thankful for getting such wonderful parents, who care more about my happiness above anything else.
I'm thankful about being rather well-off. To the extent that I lost the lust for money.
I'm thankful about seeing the world with my little eyes. I've seen what others would die to see.
I'm glad for having such loving parents. Bringing me to Disney World florida three times just because i told them that I loved it there.
Thank you for giving me a brother to keep me company when I was young.
And most of all, I'm thankful for being watched by you.
Life's been so hectic lately, that i've failed to appreciate the little things in life. Things such as the small acts of kindsness displayed by my friends, or the sacrifice that my broher has to bear in light of my welfare. I've taken things for granted lately. And I've forgotten to stop and thank those who actually sacrificed themselves to get me this far.
Problems seem to plague my life, and i am constantly reminded about the fragility of my efforts to quell the accumulating sorrow. But it's those problems, that makes me strong. For life would be boring in the absence of such problems.
I am no one. I am merely a human with a vision in this world.
Someone once asked, "Why do humans dream? is it because they cannot turn thoses dreams into a reality?"
I have dreams. Heck, I've been dreaming big since i was in diapers.
But I've never had the courage to make those dreams into a reality.
I'm too noisy.
Too annoying even.
I know my own shortcomings.
I get jealous easily. I defend my reputation savagely. And I'm easily affected by my friend's emotion.
I may even lose trust in my best friends.
When people see me on the street, they see a crazy ass fool having fun in orchard road.
People see an extremist. A joker. An immature brat with no directions in life.
I'm so lazy, i'm frown upon by society.
People used to tell me this: you're so funny. You really like to crap alot. Why are you so hyper all the time? But do you care about other people's feelings? Please be more responsible. Don't bring me into one of your crazy antics again. Puh-lease.
But they don't see the christian behind my personality.
No one does.
