how did my day add meaning
how did my day add meaning? to myself or the people around me. its 220 am. and i wonder which part of what i typed would sound at all interesting.
a day flew past me just like tt. and i fail to add meaning. even to those who read my blog. i think i really dun. in my lifetime of say 25000 day, i just took one which din mean much. almost like taking a step in my marathon of life. in no time i'm going to reach the end.
which activities in my life are the ones that 10 yrs from now i look back, did not add much value one? drumming? bball? studies? gf? family? cell grp? service? beach volleyball? BLOGGING? msn?
i really am not sure. i guess its one of those days. one of those that after i spent like 5hours sitting down to watch a mathc without being able to participate, i guess its tt. why did i end up like this? is it this yr?
nothing majorly worrying so far. which probably is the worrying part.
nothing's really working out, really. everything seems to be runnign will. but nothing seems to be working out.
i read a couple of snail letters in the past jc days from different frens to me. some girls, some girls. more girls. obviously.
andi realized how easily words like "i'd always be a phone call away", "you can alwyas share your problems with me" can come out. and we really do or did mean it at tt time! but i think it takes such heavy responsibility to sae always. really always? i wonder how many of these fren i keep til now. frens yet, but no more the kind when you have probs, the 1st one u think of calling is tt lah. i guess we all have our 'tt' person in our lives. dont we?
took care of a couple of old photos, and i came across this set of mt fuji photos we had in our trip to japan in sec 4. wow. wonderful! nostalgia. thinkking back at those times. that'd probbaly be the only consolation i have of my rich dad when i was young. tt i had the chance to travel myself early in life.
my version of "rich dad poor dad" would probably refer to the same person. my rish dad and my poor dad. each has his own share of gds and bads. but to be honest, i think i really prefer the poor dad. honest. i feel him more. perhaps he showed his vulnerable self. yet he is humble. even when he was rich. in my opinion at least. ok. i dun wana get into tt spiralling mood. enough said. i dun even know where he is now. shen zhen? not sure.
people in my life, i wonder how they look at me.
a day flew past me just like tt. and i fail to add meaning. even to those who read my blog. i think i really dun. in my lifetime of say 25000 day, i just took one which din mean much. almost like taking a step in my marathon of life. in no time i'm going to reach the end.
which activities in my life are the ones that 10 yrs from now i look back, did not add much value one? drumming? bball? studies? gf? family? cell grp? service? beach volleyball? BLOGGING? msn?
i really am not sure. i guess its one of those days. one of those that after i spent like 5hours sitting down to watch a mathc without being able to participate, i guess its tt. why did i end up like this? is it this yr?
nothing majorly worrying so far. which probably is the worrying part.
nothing's really working out, really. everything seems to be runnign will. but nothing seems to be working out.
i read a couple of snail letters in the past jc days from different frens to me. some girls, some girls. more girls. obviously.
andi realized how easily words like "i'd always be a phone call away", "you can alwyas share your problems with me" can come out. and we really do or did mean it at tt time! but i think it takes such heavy responsibility to sae always. really always? i wonder how many of these fren i keep til now. frens yet, but no more the kind when you have probs, the 1st one u think of calling is tt lah. i guess we all have our 'tt' person in our lives. dont we?
took care of a couple of old photos, and i came across this set of mt fuji photos we had in our trip to japan in sec 4. wow. wonderful! nostalgia. thinkking back at those times. that'd probbaly be the only consolation i have of my rich dad when i was young. tt i had the chance to travel myself early in life.
my version of "rich dad poor dad" would probably refer to the same person. my rish dad and my poor dad. each has his own share of gds and bads. but to be honest, i think i really prefer the poor dad. honest. i feel him more. perhaps he showed his vulnerable self. yet he is humble. even when he was rich. in my opinion at least. ok. i dun wana get into tt spiralling mood. enough said. i dun even know where he is now. shen zhen? not sure.
people in my life, i wonder how they look at me.
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