Archive for April, 2006

Hmm …

Thursday, April 27th, 2006

"I think everybody should get rich and famous and do everything they ever dreamed of so they can see that it’s not the answer." - Jim Carrey

I’m Unwritten

Sunday, April 23rd, 2006

We still have so many empty pages ahead of us, let’s start writing our lives the way we want it now. :-)

Unwritten (by Natasha Bedingfield)

I am unwritten,
Can’t read my mind
I’m undefined
I’m just beginning
The pen’s in my hand
Ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your INHIBITIONS

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Oh, oh, oh
I break tradition
Sometimes my tries
Are outside the lines
We’ve been conditioned
To not make mistakes
But I can’t live that way oh, oh

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins the rest is still unwritten

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips treat yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
the rest is still unwritten

Essence of Life

Thursday, April 20th, 2006

Please watch Eight Below and you’ll find out the essence of all living creature.

To be free.
To fight till the end.
To have fear and face it anyway.
To survive.
To help each other out in survival. (No one can survive alone)

It’s amazing how animals have the instinct to live life so naturally. Walking side by side with the unknown and whether it will make them or break them, they keep walking till they know they’ve tried everything they can and life call it an end.

How many of us are still having the invisible leash? Tied up in the job you hate, relationship that is going no where, etc. Just remove the knot one button and make the lease less tighter and soon, you’ll be free without you knowing. Just explore more opportunities, sniff sniff, plan for it, get some help and support and go for it.

You only have one life, when else can you decide to do what you really passionate about?

NOW!

Mine is Nothing

Monday, April 3rd, 2006

1030PM:

I saw her walking passed us

With her trolley full of stuff

I thought to myself

“Ah, she must be going home. It must been a tiring day”

1130PM:

It’s late

Most were asleep except the night owls

I was on my way home

To catch my beauty sleep too

Then what did I see?

How wrong I was

She was still walking through the alleys

Strolling up and down the street

Why was she still there?

I walked slower

Kinda stalking her

Then I saw

She’s collecting cans

From the clubbers and night owlers

She may be someone’s mom

Someone’s granny

Gray hair

‘Lil hunched while walking

Strolling slowly with such serene smile

Hunting for cans to collect the pennies

I can’t help but to give her something

“Gia khi ciak. (buy something to eat)”, I said

“Kam sia. (thank you)”, she said with an angelic smile

I was thanking you in my heart, old-granny-by-the-street

Thank you for accepting my small little token

And most importantly, thank you for teaching me

How one still can smile despite of any hardships

Make me feel, mine is nothing at all compared to yours

And you still keep on walking

With smiles in between

Hope you’ll have enough rest after a hard day night