haha. i think i really have to be careful of what i say. cause, sometimes they do come true. Just yesterday i was telling my mum i want to take MC cause i was too full and too tired to do my report and i want a day break to stay home and do the report. my mum laughed at me. and i was SERIOUSLY thinking of ways and means to find an excuse to not go to work.
lo and behold. i woke up this morning with gastric! went to the doctor and to know that it was gonna develop into gastric flu. grrrrr... so dear friends. be careful for what you wish for. hahaha.
i'm indeed feeling horrible now. and i seriously am hoping that i vomit everything out, so i won't feel so horrible. but then again, vomitting is just as bad. sigh.
sigh. sometimes it comes to a point you hate everything in ur life that u just want to give up. i was having a very short conversation with someone yesterday. and she was filled with so much energy, and determination. she doesnt want to waste time doing nothing, but make herself useful. its cool isnt it? have such ambitions in life. and i thought i was like that too last time. but as time passes, and when i'm in such a position now, it just feels sucky larx. like people around me are studying but i'm working, in such a complex organisation doesnt help either.
yup yup. i agree and understand that everywhere we go, there'll be politics. ahhhh, whatever! we're a selfish bunch of creatures. its just disgusting and gross to even think about what one would do behind another's back. scary scary.
anyway, working life really sucks you away from God. i yearn so much to my life before i work, before i grew older. haha. but then, time waits for no man righto? so i guess, that's when friends come in to spur each other on, and to remind each other of Him.
life isnt an easy thing. it sure isnt.
in fact, its fragile and scary! so why ask me cherish?
anyway, let me share a story i read in a book...
The king was like no other king. Every statesman trembled before his power. No one dared breathe a word against him, for he had the strength to crush all opponents. And yet this mighty king was melted by love for a humble maiden.
How could he declare his love for her? In an off sort of way, his very kingliness tied his hands. If he brought her to the palace and crowned her head with jewels and clothed her body in royal robes, she would surely not resist- no one dared resist him. But would she love him?
She would say she loved him, of course, but would she truly? Or would she live with him in fear, nursing a private grief for the life she had left behind. Would she be happy at his side? How could he know?
If he rode to her forect cottage in his royal carriage, with an armed escort waving bright banners, that too would overwhelm her. He did not want a cringing subject. He wanted a lover, an equal. He wanted her to forget that he was a king and she a humble maiden and to let shared love cross over the gulf between them.
The king convinced he could not elevate te maiden without crushing her freedom, resolved to descent. He clothed himself as a beggar and approached her cottage incognito, with a worn cloak fluttering loosely about him. It was no mere disguise, but a new identity he took on. He renounced the throne to win her hand...
"For it is only in love that the unequal can be made equal"
if you understand the above, good for you! if you dont, one day you will. For everyday, i am still learning something new. anyway, the above is courtesy of a book my friend lend me.
i maybe a worthless rag, but he made me worthy all over again, and again, and again..